Crazy or just plain Mad

While others finished work and headed home to the comforts of a warm heater or fire once again I relished the opportunity to walk up The Mount.

The weather was atrocious and I thought I was the only one who had lost the plot until I met half a dozen other hardy souls who looked as crazy as myself.

The rewarding part of the trek was the spirit and friendliness we had as we past each other while on our route. A common acknowledgement that while we were benefiting from the exercise we must be all slightly mad.