The group were so fit and enthusiastic that we were able to do the full circuit through Spitchwick this evening, riding out through Hembury woods and returning via Buckland-in-the-moor and Ashburton.

There were the usual adventures along the way, of course. At New Bridge, Paul ran off when some of his friends threatened to throw him in the river. He rejoined us in the woods, after Martin had demonstrated his skill at jumping into the pool at Spitchwick from the rope on the rocks above. To round off the evening, Michael offered the remainder of his chocolate bar to the first person to see "My Dear Mother" at Buckland. The only snag was that he ate a piece for every wrong guess (poor Martin Rushworth wasn't very popular). Paul Hedges finally noticed the phrase written around the church clock, and won the single piece of chocolate that remained.