Road trip to Wistman's Wood

 Some time ago I came across a picture of Wistman's Wood online and discovered that it was in Dartmoor, so I forwarded it to my father asking if he knew it.  He did, he said, and that was basically that.  But little did I know that he stashed this away and he planned a trip to show it to me when I finally returned to Somerset.  So, after starting breakfast at 9AM we (me and 3 octogenarians) were almost ready to depart at about 10 AM, and off we went.  (Most of the conversation in the hour and a bit drive there was about lunch.)

 

The wrinklies had long since given up before I'd got bored of Wistman's Wood and had congregated at the nearest (very expensive and fancy) pub and ordered lunch.

And so home for a cuppa.