My main trek with Limey.
Apart from the Bri trek I mean. But this was was more about exercise and less about emotion.
Limes says the initial part of the route is a little tricky.
Yeah right. Like hell is warm.
Scared the life outta me!
I think I forgot to tell her how much I was spooked by heights.
Poor Limes had to climb around me on the rock-scrambling part of the walk, and physically pull me up. I was honestly frozen, and not by cold.
We then went around the hill on a rackety sheep track. Again I was terrified. One slip and I would have my cheek flayed open by the wire fencing, or skid down a hill in brokenness and no mobile signal to save me. Remember I still had the muscle memory of falling from the day before.
Limey strode ahead like Good Kind Wenceslas. I followed. She's a bonny lass to follow.
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