In search of the elusive
In which I get irritated with noise and light pollution at 2am in the morning. Something between a treatise and a diatribe.
In which I get irritated with noise and light pollution at 2am in the morning. Something between a treatise and a diatribe.
In which I try not to talk about climbing on a climbing holiday
In which Mrs P and I drive… and drive…and drive.
In which we finally climb that snowy mountain