We were surprised to find that it was windy. And a very cold wind too. But the air was crystal clear and the ground frozen. A sliver of moon sank on the horizon and the stars were clear and bright. The Flotterstone Inn was warm and the food good (though I forgot to take a pic)! And I had dry feet!
I remember this “Not the C5” night run from last year as being very wet (positively soggy in fact, especially between Charlie’s Loup and the shoulder of Turnhouse), but on Wednesday night the ground was surprisingly dry and the night clear. The wind on the summit of Turnhouse was wild, though and it was a challenge to stay on the narrow path. I thought I’d come well prepared this time with my spanking new Petzl head torch, but the battery petered out at the top of Carnethy. I used the torch on my phone to help me round the rest of the route, but ended up being even slower than usual. Thankfully Jim kept me company at the back. My problems with light didn’t end on the hills, though. Instead of changing into dry clothes in the Flotterstone car park, I decided to change in the Ladies, only to find myself in a toilet where there was a timed light switch, so I was plunged into darkness yet again! Next year I’ll bring two head torches and remember to take one that works into the loo.