The first part of the walk was past the Abbey lakes, and then through avenues of trees and along green lanes – we could have been in England.
And then you pop out on to the moors – it was misty and rain was in the air, but somehow we dodged the showers by sheltering under conveniently placed trees. It was exhilarating.
We met a lady picking heather flowers to be distilled for an essence which is good for urinary disorders. The small flowers on the left are the ‘good’ ones – not the opulent large pink ones.
There were considerable pine forests, and the wind in the trees was lonely. Sheltering under one group of trees I found a mushroom farm!
All the walking was along tracks apart from this lonely section of road with more distant views, albeit misty and rainy.