South Caradon mine at dusk. Looks peaceful, and it was, except for Archie, who was at the bottom of the hill barking his head off at the stream that becomes the Seaton river, and two stupid kids messing about on quads. Actually, it's probably not the kids that are stupid. At 13, I'd have loved the chance to ride around the moors on a quad. No, it's the more likely parents who are stupid. "Here ya go lad, go knock yerself out", and off they go on their own with no training, no helmet, no sense of danger. Guess Darwin would have a thing or two to say about that...