I had to get out again today. Last night there were Christmas parties. It started off at a really nice meal to celebrate the Chief Exec's retirement and then I went on a tour of the political parties' parties: Conservatives, SNP, Labour. Each with their own character....and character. The Tories do the best cakes....the others seem more like embarrassing family weddings.
Anyway I was undone by the free flowing (and free) booze. The meal had champagne, white wine, red wine and then Lagavulin whisky. Then there was more wine at the parties....I should have known better and kept a glass ceiling but I indulged a bit too enthusiastically. Nothing embarrassing was done, but I felt pretty poor this morning!
Lots of tea and a nice fry up had everything back in line, but I didn't head into the hills until about 2:45, late in the day at this time of year.
Most of the snow had melted and there were torrents flowing down the hill as I climbed up onto the tops along Carkaetton. The thaw had come fast.
I was stunned by the setting sun over behind the kips. I took lots of photos and to be honest, the sunset looked better on the camera than it did in reality. Strange. It was beautiful though and I was glad that I'd left it until later in the day to come up here to see it.
There was not much to see to the north - no clarity in the view and things faded to mist.
I dropped down a long snowy slope and then back to the car.
It had been good - essential - to get out for a bit. There is too much winding me up at the moment: work, family etc. An hour in the wild was a relief.
Back at the car it was almost dark....but I felt better
2 comments:
Seeing those photos put a smile on my face. Something great about winter and sunsets and sunrises.
Cheers Martin.
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