After a convolutedly wonderful, if unfinished and rather exhausting, walk from one corner of Dartmoor to the other, and quite a number of weeks spent immersed in an amazing garden, in grounding myself and finding a path forward, we found out that the straight way between Leewood and High Heathercombe is actually quite beautiful and much easier. Especially since a bus runs from Yelverton–a mere half hour walk away–to Postbridge, shortening the way to roughly half. That still leaves around three hours of walking through moors and forests. The overall trip only takes about half a day, so it has already happened twice in a bit more than a fortnight.
Two and a half month later… My castle has kept on moving. It’s been quite a couple of months, it seems as if all has changed, yet it feels very much the same. Perhaps I am finally becoming my castle?
Some time last year I realised I could not go on with my life as it was. I had a great life, though, don’t get me wrong. But I won’t get into that here. That belongs to The Beginning. Read more