On the previous day it just poured with rain all day, so we knew it would be very wet for Sunday's walk.

We had a total of thirty-five hounds plus several honorary hounds with their owners (our best attendance yet) and, at least, it wasn’t raining when we set off.

It was forecast to be a lovely day, but there was a cold wind and it was a bit overcast.

Unfortunately it was very, very muddy, and I had to turn back. I understand that everyone enjoyed the morning in spite of the mud, and am sorry that I was unable to join the party.

(Ed. continues the report) The remainder of us continued down past the Airman’s Grave (where I took the usual group photograph) and reached the stream at the bottom.

Here is a small wooden plank bridge and it is always muddy here no-matter what the weather. So, naturally, I positioned myself in a suitable position to record any farcical slips into the mud (Well, I do have a remit to entertain).

However, all walkers were as sure-footed as mountain goats and negotiated the slippery terrain with a disappointing deftness.

Many of the hounds waded across the shallow water, seemingly enjoying the mud, while other, more sensitive creatures, took extraordinary measures to avoid getting mucky at any cost.

After the stream we took the long climb out of the valley and then the open, sweeping pathway back to the car park.

Slowly, the various groups of walkers and hounds arrived back at the cars. Everyone’s cheeks a little fresh from being exposed to the elements.

It was good being all together again for this walk. I’m sure the hounds agreed, though they did need a good towel-down before the ride home.

Photos courtesy of Huguette Vanden Weghe©2013