January 1st 2018 – I have to start somewhere.
The phone goes late in the morning and I realise my head is still heavy. The forecast shows a two hour window break in the rain. A quick breakfast and Mike and I are parked up with scores of others on Longridge Fell. Everyone greets us and friends are encountered. Dogs are in the majority most of them small inquisitive, nonthreatening, breeds, I can cope with.
To be honest the walking was not that great,the distant Ribblesdale views limited, the forest tracks are fortunately dry and with my poles we made good progress. The detour up to the trigpoint was not taken in view of the sodden conditions. Some recent tree felling has confused me as to our whereabouts. Eventually we wind down on the right track and head back to the carpark in cold sleet at the end of the two hours weather window. Such is the nature of walking in this part of the county. At least I’ve been out on the first day of the new year. Back to the Aga and mince pies.
Doesn’t that count as a hill?
Not in my book, we didn’t leave the forest track to go up to the trig point. More of a traverse than a climb. The weather went downhill fairly quickly.