Light on the Sleeping Giant

Benarty Hill is known as the Sleeping Giant.
After work this afternoon, there was nothing I would have liked more than a snooze.
It was blowing a hooley, the rain was like ice, everywhere is thick in mud...
But, instead of slipping into my jammies, I put on my waterproofs and added another 3 miles to my tally.
The dogs had great fun. The howling winds made them giddy.
I was just cold and tired.