Like most people who ate more than was good for them at Christmas —
I feel the need to walk it off —
Don’t know what Fiona at Braco Cafe puts in her coffee but there was no stopping me today —
Loki n I found a rare place to park on the roadside —
and we were off across the moors like a couple of jack rabbits —
Or at least one of us was —
but I had no excuse while wearing my German built size twelve boots which I had eventually found hiding in a cupboard after weeks of searching —
I have had the urge to walk the couple of rough miles in the hope of seeing the river on the far side of the moor —
and today —
I managed it —
fueled by two cups of Fiona’s coffee and a bacon butty —
Loki makes a good depth guage and I could have crossed there with him —-
but ever mindful of the return trudge I decided we had gone far enough and turned for home —
givitsum-from-a-distance 