All alone :)

Run up to Scales Tarn, below Blencathra, saw two people near the bottom of Mousthwaite Comb, and after that not a soul, and no other cars in the car park.

Quite an eerie sort of day, very dark, VERY windy, low cloud with just the occasional shout from an unseen walker for company!
Think it was just a sheep, and my mind getting a bit carried away by the erieness of it all...

Almost had a nasty tumble on the way back down. However, I used my cat instincts to somehow avoid all the rocks and landed on the softer side of the path!

Felt as though I could of run for ever today. Think that was the most eerie part :)