Yesterday was a revisit to the Howgills – not exactly my usual haunt. The tally on my track record? A mere handful, alright, maybe two handfuls. Did a couple of Karrimors ( as the OMM used to be called) and several Sedbergh Hills Races. August, always hot and dry – not conducive to my athletic temperament, so I can’t claim any grand results. That’s my excuse, anyway.
Yesterday was different, though. High fells, clear day, no pressure to keep pace with the runner up ahead. Calders, standing tall at 674 metres in the photo – not the crown jewel of the Howgills. The Calf, a kilometre northwest, holds that title, a couple of metres higher. Yesterday, it was about relishing the views without chasing shadows.
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