Knocking The Bastard Off

I felt like Sir Ed Hillary today when I made it to the top of Mt Iron, the first time since I busted my tibia back in January. It was good going up, a little tender going down.

As usual it was a great view, if not a little cold with the odd snowflake drifting around. Now that I've passed this test I'll be up there a few times a week so more mountain blips to come.