01/04/2016 by Carl Reynolds
The next day was another stunna – blue sky, sun shining. We decided to return and walk a few other tors in our search for more rocks to clamber over. Arrived at Bonehills to meet Ju for breakfast before sauntering off north to ridges various, pausing to hear nothing and watch the early morning birds swoop amongst the heather. By the time we returned the car park was full and the Bonehills dotted with the colours of people’s jackets.