The last day on holiday

Brimham Rocks really rock.

Climbing the weird and wonderful rock formations in North Yorkshire. In the blazing sun. These stones are huge. And there are hunners of them. And we climbed them all. Or tried to. Some beat us. Others were beyond reach. Others we tunnelled or we squeezed through crevasses (until the wee dude nutted one hard.) Brimham Rocks are quite something.

Then a drive, that seemed to go on way too long, home. Now that was a proper holiday!