A bigger hill and more miles

For a couple of hours this afternoon it felt like spring had arrived early.  Striding the high moors under a blazing sun in just a base layer with the sleeves rolled up.  Bliss.  A couple of hours later it was winter again in the shadows to the north of the hills.  The river and reservoir were frozen.  Today was hound mountain training part two, a bigger hill to climb and 11 miles in total.  The dog is definitely fitter than me!