Trekking 1:50:00 [2]
We dropped Leanimal off at Glen Haffy for more work on her super-secret and extremely difficult Thomass race course. Man, I would *hate* to be one of those elite males - I'll be surprised if more than half of them emerge from the forest before sunset.
The rest of us - Phatty, Goose, 'Bent and I - headed down the Bruce Trail in the direction of our place. Some difficult footing, with a combo of ice, snow and frozen bare ground, and at times I had to trot a little to catch up with the tall people. But there was good conversation, and it was great to be out in the woods. My lungs are definitely not all there yet, but I'm down to one major coughing fit that wakes me up per night, which is good news.
I stayed with the group until the BT met Duffy's Lane, then looped back toward home. 'Bent lasted until south of Albion Hills, then phoned for a Sienna evacuation. As far as I know, Phatty and Goose made it all the way back to Bolton. Good stuff!