Get rid of the cobwebs I thought, so we decided to go for a walk on the Malvern Hills ……………… did I say walk?
All started off well, bitterly cold but beautiful weather.
Stopping to admire the view en route
Our destination Worcestershire Beacon in the distance.
As we get closer we notice a couple running down the hill at an extremely alarming speed, slowing down as they neared us, they stopped and remarked
‘Are you intending to walk to the top?‘ ‘Yes’
‘you’ll never make it, it’s too windy’
Well this was like a ‘red rag to a bull’ to Tony, so we continued on …………..
The final few steps to the Worcestershire Beacon 🙂 ……………….steps????……………… by this time I was in a combat style creep clinging to the rocks in 100mph winds.
Tony had managed to get to the plinth and was standing, arms in the air shouting come on Vic, come on!
Not to be defeated, I crawled the final few yards and clinging to the stonework, raised myself to my feet. Taking this photo was easy, I was unable to move, the wind was securely impaling me against the rim of the plinth. Getting off was another matter, I stood there for a few minutes planning my escape route, eventually deciding it would be by far the safest to slide ungracefully down onto my bum, and shuffle away, much to the amusement of some young lads in the distance.
Later, after Tony had joined what looked like a hill top break dancing party we descended wind behind us down the hill, at a comparable speed to the couple we had met earlier.
Cobwebs suitably blown away, we set off home.