No snow
The threatened snow hasn't reached the services on the M2 where I spent last night. (This is good news; visions of the M11 in the snow last year have haunted me overnight.) It's bitterly cold though, and my calves complain when I try to stand up. I can probably talk my legs round, but the weathermen are insistent that the snow will come.
Either way, this walking is meant to be enjoyable, not tiresome so I'm calling it quits for the moment. Hopefully that way I'll still have the energy to throw a snowball if the forecasters are finally right.
Posted by pab at 08:09