December Walk

A Picture from the December walk Eleven brave souls and me... What's that twelve? Ah one for each day of Christmas. A quick wizz round Eling. Had to be quick or we may have frozen to the spot. I stayed on to visit a few old mates who now abide on the hill and only made it home by the skin of my teeth. As I got in the heavens opened and down came the hail & sleet. Dave

Second November walk