We had just left the Kington Golf Course – the highest in Britain and began our walk up the hills. The cold wind picked up again on these exposed slopes. We were now walking across high fields with increasing winds. It was difficult to see the next signpost and we became separated. I saw Carol diverge and called after her, but with the strong wind against me my shouts were drowned out. I dropped my pack and ran after her as she got further and further away.  I managed to catch her up and we … [Read more...]