Raining? I phoned a certain wee mustelid at about 9am (knowing he was leaving a good bit earlier than me) to ask what the weather was like down there (as I was roasty-toasty in bed looking out at a rather grey wet morning) The reply was an optimistic "Once you get about half-way down it dries up nicely" :whistle: Cue Misty springing out of bed, grabbing the deerhound x, camera bag and flask o coffee and exiting stage right Never mind, a good day in the end as the sun popped out for the final
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