i should really be doing this post about the amazing amounts of snow which have, not only engulfed our small island, but made it slide to a standstill. the problem is we are feeling a little left out, when i look outside of my window all i can see is very wet and rainy weather. we had a small sprinkling a couple of days ago and were inspired to head up onto the moors for a little sledging action. armed with some old plastic water tanks cut to size and a flask of hot chocolate we hit the rather bumpy slopes. a great day was had by all but my bottom remains a little bruised and sore.
dylan the dog has finally left us and we miss him a great deal. saying that i am still finding black hairs everywhere. one of the last walks we had with him was up on bodmin moor near the hurlers, a stone circle.
there is a legend which states that the stones were once men who were playing the ancient game of hurling on the sabbath. thankfully we didn't get turned into stone for taking a walk on the holy day.
all around bodmin moor the skyline is full of crumbling tin mines which create stunning silhouettes. It really is a magical place and i am looking forward to going back again soon.