I’m starting to doubt the on-board Weather Girl’s mastery. But with memories of Font-Romeu it’s better to be safe than sorry I suppose – hee-haw, hee-haw.
We have a four hour mountain walk planned. Definitely all off road. My part is to play donkey. One minute before lift off the Weather Girl does a quick re-calculation. Her previous forecast now superseded. Rain on its way later. We must take waterproofs too. This also calls for a complete wardrobe change. Plus a couple of extra “just in case” items for Eeyore.
Some way up a mum and baby block our way. Or more likely we block theirs. A stand-off situation arises. We both stand and stare. Who’s going to blink first? We do the courteous thing. Climb a little higher. Just to confirm to mum that veal is not on today’s menu.
The downhill return a little more tricky. Then a little later, Mary-Ann does come down. Falls twice on a particularly loose steep section. Pride and skin intact. Palms and buttocks bruised and sore. Hopefully no real damage done.