I climbed to the top of a small rise and realised that the mist was little more than a few feet deep, and though it was only a short climb, I found myself completely above it and looking at a wonderfully clear view of Skiddaw with the sun setting in the west.

On Day 6, my son was lying beside me on the beach, watching the sun going down.

When I go out as sun sets and dusk falls, there is the Evening Star.