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The coach pulled into the parking area, a rutted gravel lot flanked by the sweeping expanse of Dartmoor. A chill wind swept across the landscape, bringing with it the scent of heather and peat. My group of twenty tourists filed out, stamping their feet against the cold and glancing at the moors with curiosity and, perhaps, a touch of trepidation. “Welcome to Merrivale,” I said, adjusting my mi...
The Stones At Merrivale On Dartmoor
Nov 23, 2024
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It was a cold, wet morning in North Wales when I gathered my small group of tour members around me. The rain had softened the ground underfoot, and the low-hanging mist blurred the line between earth and sky. Despite the weather, our spirits were high. I clapped my hands together and grinned at the cluster of eager faces peering at me through rain-spattered hoods and hats. “We’re not here for ...
The Carneddau Horses
Nov 20, 2024
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