But the walk served its purpose, tired and hungry we arrived back in Buckley. Again no fancy words this time but they'll come in time. So once more just a few pictures of the meander through the mist. One thing at least Willow doesn't play the spook game, shame really.
|Can you believe these drops of mist left moisture on these webs?|
So till the next time take care and maybe then I'll have found my voice.