Not the running (there was too much ice for much of that) but the amazing variety of nature. Tonight I was treated to ice crystals suspended and glinting in the night air, the tips of tree branches so hoar frosted that they almost shone, a temperature inversion so noticeable I could feel it getting warmer as I plodded up and much colder as I jogged down, and creamy mist hanging over most of Telford like dry ice.
It made the effort of dodging the black ice worth it...
A very slow 2.9 miles and 710' of ascent, but an amazing experience out on the fells.
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