England’s last bastion of legal wild camping. It’s also got all manner of shit you can bag, such as tors and trig points. It’s a collectors wet dream. Because it’s probably going to be raining. That’s why it’s wet. Why, what did you think I meant?
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Here’s a map of places we’ve been and trails we’ve walked. It’s worth noting that just because there’s a right of way marked on a map, Dartmoor may not provide you with a defined trail and you’ll likely end up tits-deep in tussocks.
I copied this map of the tors on Dartmoor from Tour By Tor then added all the trig points myself. Green means we’ve bagged that bad boy.
Princetown – Red Lake – Wind Tor
Well Dartmoor started off well enough with lovely, defined trails and well placed stiles that were taller than we are. For all intents and purposes, Dartmoor was a fucking doddle, despite the clouds looming closer, the kind of clouds you don’t really want to see when you’re just embarking on a three day hike with […]
Foggintor – Burrator Reservoir – Hen Tor
If you go to Dartmoor and don’t end up tits-deep in tussocks hell bent on demonstrating which way your ankles aren’t meant to go before depositing you in a bog, did you even go to Dartmoor? We’d decided not to do battle with the bank holiday traffic because we’re not complete fucking masochists and instead […]