Up on the Malverns early yesterday morning. I forgot the dogs lead but had the option of using either a blanket or a set of ties instead. The ties worked a treat. I also had no change for the parking but some kind soul took pity and presented me with his ticket for the day.When i reached the hills It was blowing what seemed like a 10 force gale straight into my right ear hole but I managed to make it to the highest peak Worcester Beacon and back again to British camp a total of 7 miles of reasonably hard slog.