Chasing sunset. 
One of those trying hard but getting not a lot done days. Brain elsewhere. Waiting on what is looking increasingly like bad news. 
Headed up the hill later than planned (2:15 in winter!) . Had a plan. Ditched it and went literally off piste. Ended up with a very excellent few hours of blatting around in the snow, brain fully engaged, legs working. Its pretty empty back there, a bit Pennine like. No people, just black grouse and the odd deer. Stunning walk out under a zillion stars. Job done.