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!
