Dear Ginny, It has taken so long for me to write as it has been so shocking to see and hear about Ed. Although somehow I had never met him, it felt like I had - so many tales from you, the times we have spoken in Nevache, and just a mountain-connection of sorts. Even now I can hardly believe it, and nor do I know what actually happened. Was Ed actually on Cross Fell? I have spent many a time up there, and it can be very harsh even on a summer day. Was he there? I was near Penrith this Friday afternoon, and looked up to see an absolutely exquisite ethereal light emanating from Cross Fell. Although it was actually the sun setting from the west and shining onto the fell, it seemed to be coming from the fell. All I could think was, 'Ed'. He'll live on there forever. Much love, Anja