By: Blonde Two
Happy February!
Did you know that the River Dart is, in fact, two rivers?
I like to think of them as being in competition with each other. The West Dart and the East Dart (call me Blonde but it took me a while to work out which was which) meet just below the road bridge at Dartmeet and then bounce down through the mysterious Dart Gorge together. I say mysterious because I have never been there. Something exciting happens between Dartmeet and Newbridge. Something that you can hear from Dr Blackall’s Drive which winds round above and something that kayakers emerge from looking quite dishevelled and exciting.
I have, however, explored the East and West Darts (although neither of them up to their heads yet). The West rises at 550 metres above sea level and the East at 540 metres. The distance between the two heads is only about 2 miles. Both are wonderful and wild as they reach Dartmeet. I often find myself wondering if the sound I can hear from the gorge is of them arguing!
Sort of
“Get your water out of my Gorge!”
“Get your Gorge from under my water!”
Absolutely!
I walked Dr. Blackhall’s Drive and commented in my journal on the mysterious wooded gorge with a secret river in the bottom, secret because you can’t see the river from above. All good stuff.
It is very mysterious isn’t it. There are ways down into the gorge that, I feel, need exploring!
Sounds like something I could make into one of my epics. Shades of Deliverance.