All That I Need

Trip Start Oct 10, 2008
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Saturday, November 3, 2012

Having been cooped up in a classroom for the past couple of months, it was life enhancing to get back out on the hills. The others had driven down from Birmingham and further north, where the rain was pouring out of the sky and the clouds were doing a dark and dismal thing. Consequently, Pete almost hugged the car when the rest of us arrived. He had supposed he would be walking on his own. In the event, the weather was actually quite pleasant, not too hot or cold, not too muddy underfoot, and in the sheltered lee of the hills, the wind was almost non-existent.

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.
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