Winter Sport

The final cross-country race of the season was today. And proper cross-country it was: numerous ups and downs, woods, fields, and enough mud to please a family of pigs for a year.

Afterwards we braved the wind and rain and stopped by Hastings for lunch and a trip on the miniature railway.

This picture was taken from a car park right on the steeply sloping beach.
Looking at this individual making his way out to sea made me glad my chosen sport is running. Nevertheless, I'm sure he had an exciting time. I can't think of many other ways to greater exposure to the elements.