The Cairn

It's amazing how much time has to be spent tickling along the little jobs of life. It's beginning to feel like a fulltime job. I'd planned to be in Leeds for lunchtime but it was late afternoon by the time I'd arrived at E's. Part of that, though, was down to being seduced by the moor once again. Where lots of people had walked, between the Cow and Calf and the Cairn, the snow was perfect for running. That was fun. It was crisp enough to stay warm and return home with dry feet, despite the sub-zero temperatures.