After much dilly dallying I finally managed to put my proverbial into gear and make my way to Lydford Gorge and I wasn’t disappointed, the south west’s deepest gorge living up to its billing as one of Dartmoor’s treasures.
I picked up a free map at the National Trust entrance to the site and set off with the intention of completing the entire walk of about three miles. There’s a well signposted route (helpful markers at regular intervals let you know exactly where you are so even poor map readers like myself can’t get lost) and I headed off in the direction of the famous White Lady Waterfall . At this point the gorge is lined with ancient woodland, full of birdlife but the first thing I noticed was the sound of water trickling (sometimes gushing) down the hillside. It was somewhat reminiscent of my walks of several years ago in the Lake District where you are never far from the sound of running water.
This first part of the route was fairly gentle but through wonderful woodland with some spectacular views down to the river Lyd rushing along the bottom of the gorge. I duly arrived at the far end of the site (you can park up and access the walk form there as well, there being two entrances to the National Trust site, both blessed with a cafe and shop) and enjoyed a well-deserved, revitalising pot of tea and sticky bun soaking up the late autumn sun on the patio outside the café. It was so refreshing and welcome I was already looking forward to more refreshments at the end of my walk before I’d even left this first staging post!
The second leg proved to be even more rewarding, especially the climb down to the bottom of the White Lady Waterfall – a 90 foot near vertical drop of white water, a splendid sight. The pathway then followed the route of the river from here and was quite slippery in parts as it clung to the side of the granite rock face lining the path of the river. This stretch eventually led to the other ‘must see’ feature of the gorge, the Devil’s Cauldron where foaming white water surges through narrow gaps between the rocks – you’ll hear it long before you arrive at the scene.
A short climb then found me back where I started and yet another round of refreshments, some delightful raspberry and white chocolate ice cream eagerly scoffed whist sitting on the grass outside the other café and stretching my ever-so-slightly weary legs. All told, it took about 2-1/2 half hours to complete the walk with plenty of stops to capture the beauty of the gorge on my camera.
If you decide to follow in my footsteps, it’s best to wear suitable footwear as the path is quite slippery and steep in parts.
