Dunkery Beacon on the Friday before Christmas. The weather was awful - pouring rain and a incredibly strong wind on the Beacon itself - and got progressively worse the further I got. I would have turned back but the trip was quite a long one and would have been a waste of train fare if I had. I had picked up a blister on the Stiperstones two days before and on this walk I managed to get a blister on the blister. Lovely.

By the time I got off the moor and took shelter in Luccombe church, I was entirely soaked through my waterproofs, including my boots. My gloves were wringing wet and the supposedly dry spare socks and t-shirt in my rucksack had also got soaked. (Mr Monkey did manage - somehow - to stay dry though).

The five mile walk back to Minehead was horrible and I sat soaking on the bus back to Taunton as well, trying to dry out on the rubbish heater on board. Yuck!