
The path through the trees is now cut by a new access track to a new hydro source, but he route is straight across and ever upwards. Once climbing up the hill it became much colder in the wind. There was even a flurry of snow near the top as all the hills disappeared into cloud.

I ate my lunch here and waited for it to clear a bit.

It did eventually, but not before I got a dead finger, my hands were telling me time to go, so I headed back down fast.
So the first snow, first dead finger and first time four layers of clothing, guess it really is winter.