After a few false starts, what with very little walking being done lately, tummy bugs in both families and a neck injury on my part, we finally got to do our walk today!
It was with great dread that we drove to The Mount, both joking about dying, leaving our funeral instructions with someone etc. We were also very excited about the Copenhagen Cone's we were going to treat ourselves to when we got back to the bottom.
It went so much better than either of us expected, neither of us died and we even felt energetic enough to skip/jump occasionally on the way back down.
Here is our journey in pictures: