Clear enough at the start to see three ridgelines out, cloud down to head height by the time I reached the top. Typical Dartmoor, really — the forecast had promised the cloud would hold off until afternoon, and it didn't quite manage that.
Recorded the whole thing as a track for once, mostly to test the new watch — worth doing even when you know the route, since the recorded pace across the boggier sections turned out to be far slower than I'd have guessed without the data actually in front of me afterward.
The descent was the interesting part: visibility dropped enough that the recorded track became genuinely useful rather than just a nice-to-have record of the day, letting me confirm I was still on the intended line down rather than drifting toward the steeper ground to the east that isn't obvious until you're already on it.
Nothing dramatic happened, which is exactly the kind of walk worth writing up occasionally — most trips are uneventful, and it's worth having a record of the ordinary ones alongside the ones with an actual story, if only to remember what a normal day out on the moor is actually like.