Apologies for posting about one of my bog standard head torch run outs but, after lots of fresh snow fell today, tonights little 3 mile trot out to Cleatop Wood and back was simply stunning. The snow was pretty much never less than 6 inches deep, often much deeper, and because it was fresh untrodden powdery snow actually running in it wasn't too bad either. I've marked up my route on the map below - just imagine this map and those features and contours..... but under a blanket of snow
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| Cleatop Park (wood) is actually known as "Sticky Wood" by Harry |
And running down through the wood was absolutely magical - all silent and still with everything covered in immaculate pristine snow. We actually stopped smack in the middle of the wood and just stood and stared into the trees and bushes around us as lit up by my (new) headtorch beam. We also had our expert tracksmen heads on and spotted both deer and fox prints in the snow. Fan-bleeding-tastic.
Oh and the new head torch is the dog's bollocks too
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| Fenix HP11 |
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