Bleak

Boy, was it bleak up on the moor today. Freezing cold and blowing a gale. I was walking The Girls while Mr M was waiting by the car, which had got stuck in the mud on the hill while he was parking. No amount of reversing would make it budge, with the wheels just spinning in the mud. Fortunately for us, a kind lady passing by on a horse had offered to send her husband up with his Landrover when she got back home. By the time I was back with the dogs, the car had been towed out of the mud.
It was bleak walking on my own. It would have been even more bleak if that kind lady hadn't come past. We'd probably still be there!