Moor walk

It was a late night, but I got myself out for the planned walk with Ailie. I took the easy route up to the moor as I’ve still got 2 weeks before I get the all-clear on the eye, and we met at the gate leading down to Ailie’s village.

We walked round a bit of the moor then took at different route through the whins back to her house, 4 miles. The last bit was on road which was very sore on the arthritic toe. Chris arrived and we all had poached eggs for lunch, which was lovely. They had wine but I restrained myself and had water!

Though sunny, there is still a chill in the air. I must remind my southern friends to bring woolly hats and gloves.