BOM checked- possible morning shower. Note the word shower.
We roped in Louise and her son James as well.
Was a bit black over lofty as we drove towards it but then it got clearer.
Half way up, absolute torrential downpour with cyclonic winds.
We pushed on up to the top with my rear and hips CANING.
Whining like a banshee inside, but we made it to the top. Took our sopping wet carcasses into the cafe for coffee. Had to sit on the plastic chairs. We even dried out spray jackets out in the dyson hand blade driers in the toilets.
Out we go and by the time we get to the bottom, sunny and lovely.
Bhahahaha
Wore the purple shoes. So glad I didn't wear the new Brooks in the rain.
Lungs went ok, but good god my butt muscles hurt.
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