For the first time in 2019, snow fell across the south-west of England on the evening of Thursday 31st January. I drove through this in the early evening, before it had really begun to settle. Waking up the next morning, I soon received a text message to say that my employer would not be opening their doors for the day…
After a brief return to bed, I was ready to embark on my first snow day since March 2018.
We’re in to March, at the time of writing and I’ve managed to absently bypass this local outing from almost two-months earlier.
I’m going to be leading a walk in early April that starts in Wrington. I’ve been living in this village for over four-years now and have always had it in mind to do this… I’m currently in the position of looking to move (in the hope of finding a brighter and warmer flat) and feel a sense of urgency to get this ticked off the list.
I hadn’t been out walking for a few days, despite having a lot of time to myself. I may refer to this time as ‘chilling out’, when in fact I was probably binge-watching Dartmoor-themed videos on YouTube!
Here I was though, standing at the close of 2017. Not willing to join the walking group on a windswept, snow-beaten trek up Pen Y Fan that evening… I decided to stay close to home and rediscover the Mendip Hills.