Item 15: Archie Barwick diary, 1 October-14 December 1918 - Page 76
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friends with a dog cart & packed into it & away we went, away out past the Burrabor resorvoir & into the Moors where their farm was. I had never seen moors before but had often read of them & now here I was right among them & very pretty they looked as they stretched away as far as the eye could see in a succession of ridges all purple brown & red from the vegetation slowly fading & dying, every here & there great rocky clumps rose their heads above the ridges & torrents of water rushed down all the little gullies & clouds of mist kept gathering & rising as the sun struggled through. These moors are covered with a low scrub, gorse fern, heather & etc. & to try & describe their beauty is more than I can do for I could not help but drink in their beauty, it seems to be one vast great waste with no fences, ponies, sheep & cattle roam about at their leisure. We arrived at the farm eventually & was were made very welcome, we had a cup of coffee, & then Mr. Tredgear intro-