By: Blonde Two
Blonde One and I love being in Princetown. Even more so since we have started to get to know some of its people. In the sunshine, it can be very pleasant to sit outside on a bench and watch the Princetown world go by.
I think, however, that I have only done this once. That is because, more often than not, Princetown sits in its very own cloud.
You have to love a town who’s main colour is grey, it would be cruel not to. The thing that we Blonde’s can’t work out is how Princetown can be in mist when the rest of the moor is clear. The town stands at 414 metres but is neither the lowest or highest point around. If any Cleather-Weather-Bods are out there, do please share your wisdom!
You have to wonder why anyone would build a town in the middle of a cloud, but maybe they didn’t, maybe the cloud appeared after they had built the town; conjured up by NIMBY pixies who, not really liking the invasion, were trying their best to lead people astray into Fox Tor Mire never to be seen again.
There are lots of really clear paths across the moor around Princetown. But be warned if you are planning to walk off them – the pixies and the mist will be out there waiting!
I’m no weather expert but info love the British weather and it’s variety- although my favourite weather will always be sun and snow!!!
I would assume it’s something to do with “dew points” and temperature. Although Princetown is not the highest point the air gradually rises from the west and maybe just happens to reach the dew point at princetown?????? A bit like the snow line on Dartmoor which means Great Mis Tor always seems to get some snow while everyone else doesn’t!!!!
Could it be something to do with the change in vegetation cover i.e. From moorland to concrete and Tarmac???? Could affect the ground temperature????? Mmmmm, will have to do some research!!!!!
Do we really want force feeding with the science? It may be interesting in general terms but for this place you Blondes know and love it I think it is much better for you to enjoy your speculations and revel in the mystery. Scope for a sequel to The Dartmoor Christmas Tree here?
my view, rooted, as ever, in the exact sciences and its immutable laws, is that the mists of Princetown are merely the wraiths and ghosts of French and Spanish prisoners of war returned, as ancestral voices, to prophesy, if not war, then love.
Specially at Christmastide.
You definitely get that feeling when you camp out on the moors near to Princetown. Wraiths is an excellent word!