The Loneliness of the High-Altitude Tor Walker

After Thursday's lonely golfer, more solitary meanderings on Glastonbury Tor this afternoon. Despite appearances, there were a few more people than this going up and down this afternoon, including a group whose jackets identified them as various members of the Living Dead from Tubingen who, judging by the decorations on clothes and bodies, I reckon must be a Hell's Angels Chapter.

Shortly after this, it started tipping down a mixture of hail and sleet, so we set off in not-so-hot downhill pursuit of the lady in the picture. (296 steps, by the way: Mrs F insisted on counting them).