The thermometer read 2°C as we set off on our Sunday jaunt. As we picked our way from the icy and otherwise deserted parking area at Grimwith and began running across the reservoir dam, the thought crossed my mind "Maybe we should start carrying a cellphone". The bitterly cold air froze my lungs, contracting cells so I couldn't breathe properly. For a wee while I felt vulnerable.
|Careful as you go (Click pictures to enlarge)|
It was still 30 minutes to sunrise - not that we'd see it for the clouds were like lead. Storm Angus was gathering strength with winds gusting their way up the Beaufort scale. Freezing rain stung our faces. Feet were soddened running through slutchy mud and puddles. The hills around were plastered with snow. If anything happened to either of us in these conditions, miles from anywhere, we could be in real trouble.
Throughout climbing and mountaineering days I never entertained such thoughts. Wouldn't allow myself to. So far as I'm aware, only one of my mountaineering friends ever carried a phone. For the rest of us our only means of summoning help would be six blasts on a whistle!
|Be quick, I'm freezing....|
But after Sunday's run my wonderful partner admitted she'd been thinking of carrying a phone too, especially if we're going to be running through storms Barbara, Conor, Doris, et al. The severe drop in temperature brought about by wind chill had obviously got to her too. However, it soon dawned on us that reception around Grimwith, and many other places we run, is probably non-existent. We'll test it next time we go, but meanwhile I'll stick with my whistle.
My camera wouldn't function very well on that Grimwith run either. Rain got onto the lens causing it to automatically shut down. Very sensible, but annoying.
|Burnt out mill in Newsome|
A run over Castle Hill during the week was halted by the sight of a huge mill fire less than a mile away in the village of Newsome. When I saw it, around 7.30am, it was totally gutted with only the four walls remaining. A local poacher who lives near it said he'd been awakened in the middle of the night with flames shooting through the roof. It was a Grade 2 listed building, long since disused, which they'd hoped to convert into flats. Arson has been confirmed.
Storm Angus is still raging through Yorkshire as I type this, causing floods and disruption throughout the area.
|Last week's full moon had grown a tail....|
I may not be running for a day or two......