Only a complete Geek would think the bright sunshine of the first Saturday in August would present an opportunity to hike up onto the open moorland of Dartmoor to find delight in traces of the Haytor granite tramway. It was a transport back to happy memories of forty years ago.

The final year at the secondary school, a few miles distant from the tramway, was spent in a leisurely manner. Having Passed the examinations required to go on to sixth form college a year early, 1976-77 was passed doing things …