In the gorge for a change.

Amongst a quiet week otherwise only broken by a trip to Liverpool the day came to life today with a trip to the Afon Ddu with a group of family friends which included one of my old school teachers from when I was eight. I don’t remember much of her, more worrying is she seems to remember me, recounting that I use to sit at the front! Anyway the group kept me on my toes with varying needs as you would expect from a group that ranged from 7 or 8 to late sixties.

Group control of three excitable young ones.Thankfully small enough to move around by harness tails.
Scrambling towards the last climb.