Had a magic trip up North. A lot of weather and kit to talk about once I’m recovered from this mornings frighteningly early rise through liberal application of duvet.
You go away for a couple of days and it’s amazing what you miss. It always feels like longer when I’m one of these wee midweek galavants, I’ll be playing catchup until Tuesday. Pah, a mere bagatelle for the man proudly holding his new purple Snow Peak titanium mug, rescued from Blacks in Fort William’s High Street.