I wake up to what I can only describe as a flawless Dartmoor moment.
Thin fog enveloping the morning air, perfect. Ground coffee brewing with a bowl of porridge, life at the top! I was reluctant to move on as the location was perfect, but onwards we ride.
Heading slowly back to my first nights camping spot at the base of Sheepstor, via Burrator reservoir.
Clear skies, no wind, perfect end to Dartmoor.