We wandered about a bit in a cloud.
We left for the hill in a slight drizzle and luckily as it turned out later, fully waterproofed up. As we climbed up the hill it became foggier and darker. It was cold and the wind was blowing. When the fog became thicker and decidedly wetter we realised what had happened: we had walked up into a raincloud.
We met up with a couple of old dead friends as we ascended, their bodies now empires of insects. Both came looming out of the cloud separately to greet us.
We came back down the golf course way, for some reason nobody was playing, but it was getting dark by then. We were walking straight into the wind now, and it was cold. We were becoming wetter and had been out longer than we had intended as it's a fair old walk back but we returned cold and happy and grateful that we had a place to come back to. No money had been spent in the process.
It was a lot wetter than it appears in the photographs as the rain is not always that easy to see in photo's, but the camera comes out in the rain anyway.