We did have a good hour and a half walk though before darkness set in and forced us to retreat. The Cheviots are beautiful. I got lost in imagining hundreds of years ago, all the people who would have rode through on their horses etc etc. It probably looks exactly the same, apart from the "Warning, falling rocks signs" and such. We met a hideous horse, Paul made me stand next to it for a picture, but he started coming closer and made a weird noise (the horse, not Paul), I sensed he could sense my fear and decided the "fun time photo" wasn't worth it.
Traditional Curry on New Years Day finished the start to 2011. Happy as Larry.