Not very far from home today; this photo was taken from the road which runs between my village and the moorland. My home is over to the left, on the outskirts of the village.
The animals are free to roam all over Bodmin Moor, but kept out of the villages by cattle grids in the roads, which also restrict them to speed-limited sections of road.
This photo is taken from the same spot, looking on to the Moor; the ponies are obviously reading all about their surroundings from the illustrated information boards.
Basking in the brief sunshine
Zac and I have the same idea as the sheep - head towards the top of Caradon Hill. The pine trees surround The Wheal Tor Hotel, which as well as meals and rooms, also offers wooden cabins amongst the trees for holidaymakers. You can see a few of them in this photo; each has a small deck with table and chairs. I confess that they strike me as possibly being damp and cold, as the pines prevent sunshine from breaking through. I definitely like as much sunshine as possible, and light and warmth.
"Just keeping an eye on you and That Dog"
Towards the top, ruins of a former homestead sheltered from the wind by the peak of Caradon Hill.
On the right, Caradon Mast which provides the TV signal for a wide area as well as boosting mobile phone reception for many people.
Phew! It's OK, Zac - that's it; you can lie down and rest now.
We didn't stay long at the top of the hill because we had gone through patches of mist on the climb up and now it was drifting lower and lower. Time to head off the Moor and go home.