-7⁰C the car said.
Easy to believe.
With the wind chill - who knows?
The Beast from the East was roaring.
And a full moon gleaming.
As we left Frank's.
Out along, wrapping up warmer.
To cross the Lyd.
And head up the valley.
Somewhat in the lee.
Shelter was found for a cuppa.
And on towards the points.
Then back by Great Nodden.
Frank's was well shut.
So on to the reliable Mary Tavy.
For a warm welcome.
A goodly night for a walk.
All is nice and dry.
Wonder: will we ever see mud again?