A walk from Emsworthy Mire.
Dartmoor is an impressive landscape of human destruction.
It’s been cut and burnt and grazed.
And thousands of years of human destruction have left this magnificent desolation.
Solitary trees make wind-contorted shapes like the Spirit of Ecstasy.
Weathered tors squat like ancient religious artefacts on the landscape.
And I can feel the spirit of ecstasy.