Drying out

When I was wee I really wanted to touch clouds. I imagined them all soft and bouncy and cosy. I can confirm, clouds are not those things. They are wet. I got to touch many yesterday climbing Ben Nevis. Everything was soaking right to my knickers despite waterproof trousers and jacket. So my tshirt and bag were drying out here today! (So glad I lined my bag with a bin liner!)