All That I Need
Trip Start Oct 10, 2008
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I was just pleased to get out. I could feel the vigour returning to my body with every step up the green and sodden hillside. The conversation ranged as usual from Lyme's Disease to the exploits of politicians to beer and back again via Elaine's washing pile and the mating habits of certain Mensa members.
The quarry was flooded, but at least we didn't get lost this time. The dog leapt gracefully ahead of us and raced us up the Kamikaze Slope. He won. At the top, a stiff breeze blew in from Wales, but it wasn't too cold. Pete chalked up 23 summits. I've lost count, but I can't be too far behind.
We wandered back down to the pub, pausing in the sunshine before descending into the 'gloomy' environs of Angel Bank. Pal managed to find an enormous branch, which no-one could throw for him. Dave found him a more reasonably sized alternative. Back at the pub, Pal drooled over bacon sandwiches and my knee in equal measures and Pete expounded on the joys of standard railway time until it was time to go.