My route was a familiar one. I call it the 'Buzzard Loop', because I watched a pair of them circling above me on one occasion. It starts with a gentle climb and then contours along sheep-grazed grassland before dropping back down to the river. It took about 30 minutes and felt brilliant. The sun was fighting its way through the cloud, there was a fresh cool breeze and I got a sense of the land waking up. A cracking run.
Smiley rating 9/10
Tis a fabulous time of year and no mistake. Running in the snow and battling snipey northerlies has its attractions but you can't beat a moor-full of mental skylarks.
ReplyDeleteIf it's got leaves it's hawthorn, if it hasn't got leaves it's blackthorn. It'll be the latter as we're currently going through the 'blackthorn winter'.
ReplyDeleteKeep up those cracking runs.
4w: Dead right!
ReplyDeleteRF: That's really useful. Thanks ever so much. It's definitely blackthorn - I'm thinking sloe gin at Christmas...