I had a soupçon of work to do this morning and then headed off to Ilkley on the train with Little Dog.
We walked back over the moors. I particularly like meandering through Hangingstone Quarry when the heather's out. It's an uplifting place.
And nobody was there.
Quick cycle round the block tonight to check the cold has vanished. Felt good. Not as fast as Skinner though.