0.5°C, that's what it read. So autumn is really here and a gentle frost appeared. As we left the Hairy Hand out past the clock and up the bluffs to the trig point. Stars in abundance and lighthouses in the distance. Down to check on the trough where a solitary water beetle slowly ambled. Up to Laughter for a cuppa to admire the clear sky. Through the woods and back along along. Nicely in time to enjoy the warm hospitality of the Two Bridges where the Dragon's Breath did the trick.