Ade and I just got home from a whirlwind trip up to Manchester to meet some people and learn some stuff.
On the way there we passed one of Wales' most famous mountains, Cader Idris, and had a go at running up it.
The low clouds and mist coupled with the fading light made for a great atmosphere filled with looming rock faces and peaks rising out of the gloom.
We made it up the hundreds of beautifully built stone steps and to the lake in the middle, where we turned around and came back down to beat the dark.
40 minutes of real life doodle jump.
It was an amazing place and a great run. Must go back.
(And in case you were wondering, the echo up there was brilliant)