Last Rays of Sunshine

…. through the mists drifting in and out of the Nant Valley where Wildmint (extra) and I were trying to find the deer I had heard two days ago. The trouble was the noise of the river roaring in the valley drowned out the roars of the stags. We had two false starts and finally sat on a rock for a cup of tea when a young one (extra) ran across a clearing high up. We waited, willing others we could hear, to appear but no luck . An hour later it was almost dark when we got down to the car park. I reckon Wildmint is more mad than me, she had to cycle home, another 30 minutes!