The Caburn

The spaniel and I took ourselves off for a long walk over the South Downs this dull grey morning. One of our stopping points was the top of Mount Caburn - the Iron Age hillfort in the middle distance. At the top we met a man who told us that on his birthday each year he walks up to the top of the Caburn from the neighbouring village. Today he was 92 years old. He does the walk unaccompanied and he didn't even have a walking stick. I was both horrified and amazed in equal measure.