Hexworthy was even more missable than Ashburton had been, it seemed to consist of this hotel and a phonebox, so I suppose this could be the White Lion on the main road at Hexworthy?
Similarly, Princetown didn't have any cafes remotely like Dan's mum's Moorland Pixie, but this one was marginally nicer looking than the other!
And finally..."they heard the now familiar throbbing of a helicopter engine, It came from their right. Fast. Suddenly it was overhead and then it swung to the south and disappeared over the top of the ravine."
Ok, Ok, I know this one is coming from the left - but wow! It felt quite real, just for a moment I looked around wondering where the other Lone Piners were...;-)