Chilly

We went to Rixton Clay Pits.
Met a wonderful Old English Bulldog (and his human companion).
Got very muddy.
Walked 3.5 miles, nearly lost my walking shoes in boggy ground and my nose didn't stop running.  It was lovely.  Crisp (freezing cold) and apart from one other person, we appeared to be on our own.  It was blissfully quiet.
The snow started as we returned to the van.  It does appear to be melting a little here now, but it's still trying.
Will see what the morning brings.