Running around in the dark with your mates is fun. Running around in the dark on your own, less so and raises a few questions. I went early this morning, pre dawn with my head torch convinced I'd be alone down in Styal Woods. I mean, seriously, who would be roaming around the woods at this time in the morning in the pitch black? Quite a few it seems. I'm not really a questioning or doubtful person. If anything more the opposite - naive. But what do you say to someone you find roaming the paths in that situation?
Sure a few of them had dogs, or at least a pair of luminous jade marbles, for that's all I could see reflecting back, but I'm sure some of them were just on their own. It certainly helped put a spring in my step, curiously reminding me of Alan Partridge as he escaped from Jed Maxwell shouting "you're a mentalist". Still, I enjoyed the enormous beam of my new Hope R4 head torch. You can never have too many lumens, can you? Then when I got home, a friend of mine sent me a photo of her run up Kinder. An idyllic snowy scene if ever there was one. Quite a contrast!
