I met a friend this afternoon at the cafe in Heptonstall village above Hebden Bridge. After coffee and cake, we set off up the cobbled climb from the village. I got way ahead and waited at the summit, thinking how windy it was. I was looking back down the hill to see where my friend was, when a movement to my side caught my eye. I thought it was vegetation getting blown across the road, until the 'vegetation' started circling my bike at high speed before eventually running back across the road, clambering up the dry stone wall opposite, and jumping off into the long grass on the other side - In fact it was a pair of weasels. I'm not sure if they were male, female, or one of each so they could have been spoiling for a fight, playing, or trying to mate. They were nimble little creatures!