Mo' Naytch was kind enough to provide a couple of inches of snow overnight so I got up at 7am (I know?!!!) and went for a long hike. It was lovely having a bit of time to think. I love it when the snow deadens all the sounds and makes everything magical. I didn't see a soul for 7 miles. The good news is I've found a pair of boots that don't make my Achilles feel like snapping. The bad news is they're winter mountain boots so I'm going to look a right berk on the July walk. But if I'm slim by then I won't give a crap what people think and might just wear hotpants and a cowboy hat to complete the look!