The predicted rain hadn't been so bad after a soggy night, however the gale-force winds were playing havoc on cub camp, and the tents were blowing down. So home-time came 24hrs early...
|Why do they always camp at the bottom of a steep hill!|
I do have a finish to show you from yesterday though; I just need my mojo to resurface and the clouds to part so I can get some pics.
I can't class this as a good day, but at least there was no time for someone to get clothes, or anything muddy. x