This really is a good job, since after yesterday it is going to take the whole winter season to dry my summer hill walking boots out.
So, for the next 2 days I will be ensuring that crampons straps do fit over Scarpa Phantom 8000 boots; sterilising a pee bottle; deciding how many pairs of pants I really need to pack for 4 weeks; deciding how many pairs of socks I need; deciding what music to upload onto the iPod; putting on silly autoresponders onto the email and eating as much cake that is humanly possible before making myself sick.
I will be envious that my friends will have the first turns of the season without me and will have probably ticked off the first few winter routes.
I on the other hand am bracing myself for spending far too much time on the toilet;
thinking that I am going to die;
and will be eating food that I wouldn't normally be eating.
When will I be too old to enjoy the adventures that life throws at us? Probably never :) Can't wait ...