Last week, in between downpours, I took the dog for a quick walk up the hill outside the village...
I hadn't planned to go far, but when I reached the top it was so nice in the wind and the autumn sunshine that I kept going. I ended up walking right along the back of Hameldown hill, much to Frodo's delight.
I always wonder about these old posts, which are dotted all over the top of Hameldown. I've read that they were erected in the war to stop German gliders landing and were originally much bigger, with barbed wire strung between - but why would you land a glider on top of Hameldown? It's a big old boggy hill in the middle of nowhere. Anyway, they look very good, standing there in the wind and weather.
Looking north west from the summit. In the sunlight over there are Kes Tor and Batworthy, one of my favourite parts of the moor.
Coming down off the northern end of Hameldown, I passed this monument to the crew of an RAF bomber which crashed there during the war.
At Natsworthy, the storms hadn't quite stripped the last of the autumn leaves off the beech trees. Sarah and I were staying at Wooder Manor, a bit further down the valley, when I started writing Mortal Engines, and this is where Tom Natsworthy's name came from.)
And from Natsworthy it was a pretty easy stroll back down the lanes in the evening sunlight.