I spent yesterday resting and icing my injured hip. Today the sun shone and with snow having fallen overnight on the hills there was no possibility that I was staying in.

But I had to be careful. No rough ground and no steep hills. I could only cope with short walks so after much thought I decided on two low hills in the area around the pretty small town of Broughton in Furness.

My speed was awful. About 1 mile and hour.  I shambled rather than walked but I made it. Two more tops ascended and on the way I saw a herd of 6 deer and watched a buzzard quartering the field I was crossing.

The picture is of Black Combe and is taken from the eastern side of the Duddon Estuary.