I'm here! Here, of course, being England. And I have just five minutes to blog the greatest travel blog entry of all time. . . excepting, of course, all Fob travel entries. Because the great and powerful Fob knows no opposition.
And now I don't know what to say. It's beautiful here. Beautiful and hot. The hottest April on record. Except it's May. So the hottest April and May on record. Which means all my fleece and wool and such are getting minimal use.
So far we've hiked into Rowardennan, up Ben Lomond, out of Rowardennan, up Scafell Pike (although I took the slightly less steep option up Sty Head Pass). And today the gang is marching up Hellvelyn. I'm not, because, well, I'm the team wimp. Not so wimpy to pass on a hike that goes up and up and up on a very hot day. Especially when you're prone to heat exhaustion. (At least that's what I'll tell myself when the group starts talking about how it was an insane hike, "but so worth it".)
The clock is ticking. I'll be better prepared to blog next time.