A raven gliding overhead as we got togged up at the car looked a good omen, but 500 yards up the track we turned back - the bitter east wind was going right through us and we knew we would be walking back into it.
One Meadow Pipit.
But scenery like arctic tundra, streaked with snow.
So we went along the canal bank towards Summit.
One grey wagtail
Couple of robins singing.
Again the best thing was the scenery!