Frozen

After a thoroughly enjoyable evening with 3/4 of Leathers last night, we had a chilled out start to the day before going on a snow hunt.

Rich had joked before we left about whether he would need to pack his goggles.  At this point, both of our glasses were shoved in our pockets.  I'd persisted with mine for longer but the frozen globules developing on the lenses from the ferocious spindrift meant my vision had all but disappeared.  They were crusted up like a snowy stone wall. And goggles would have gone down a treat!

I was a touch disappointed that my request for a bit more yesterday really was just that.  Neither of us were quite expecting Scottish weather though as we set off from a calm and sleety Yorkshire car park.  But, it was, of course, magnificent!  Little Dog developed the zoomies on the way down, leaping around and biting the snow. So we've all had a blast.

Seems apt that we're watching Frozen as DVD night.