First one of 2011, this. The notebook gives me a right trainer, white, on the towpath edge at Linthwaite, and that's the lot. No conditions — I weren't noting conditions in them days, which I regret now, because a January towpath can go a lot of ways.
I'll have had the flask with me. I always did. But what's in the notes is what you've got, and it's eight words.
Written up August 2026, from the notebook.