January 3rd - Highside

There was a hunt in progress on my usual hills, so to avoid having Anooshka taken for a fox I drove to the village and ran up Highside intsead. Clearly a day for blood-sports, though, as we ran straight through the middle of a shoot, to the obvious irritation of the "guns".

Legs feeling heavy, but luckily the stong, gusting wind was behind me on the climb, so I was spared the ignominy of having to walk any of it. Struggled to take a summit-photo because the wind was blowing me bodily all over the place!

We've been without oil since New Year's Eve, so I had to wash off the debis from my last three runs with a bowl of water from the kettle, standing in the bath! Oil delivery (and then a shower) tomorrow...