Foggy start

Stan and I were up early for a foggy start on Haresfield Beacon.

The rest of the day was spent washing the camper van before covering it for the winter.

The covering part is not an easy job for two people, let alone for one person.  It's like trying to stuff a sleeping bag back into its bag, except the van is 2.5 metres tall, immovable, not squishy, has sharp bits that easily rip the cover and it is impossible to tell which way round the cover should go before you are halfway through!

Stanley was no help at all and Isobel and Freya had suspiciously gone out for the day...