Training Log Archive: ba-ba

Woke up and could tell from the sounds outside the window it was a beautiful day, so I put on my string vest, lathered myself in suncream and headed out to collect a few Dark Mountains controls on western Kinder and Featherbed/Ashop way.
Mountain Rescue were out training, and by the last control of the day there was a group of lads having a cheeky jazz cigarette. Mudclaws also failed to grip on mud heading up the snake path (not too taxing that bit really) but redeemed themselves somewhat through the terrain, apart from the sleet-rime covered grass above Red Brook, which nothing would grip on.

Opted out of collecting the Cock Hill controls.