We climbed to Widgery Cross this afternoon. This stands on the top of Brat Tor, at 1456 feet above sea level (- that's only a 450 foot climb from the car park).
Looking up to the top, The Curate and I didn't think we would make the top this time - but we did and so did the Lakeland and the Collie.
There was ice on the ground, clear skies and a very cold wind. At the top, I didn't dare climb up to the cross for fear of being blown off. The Curate played with his GPS to check that we were not lost!
|The Lakeland was almost blown away!|
The views were spectacular and we are so fortunate to be able to enjoy them. A climb like this soon puts life in perspective!
Then it is time to head down, restored and re-energised.
|One last look|