As usual we had a lot of huffing and puffing getting the bike rack on the back of the car, Matt managed to skin most of his knuckles and got oil everywhere, then when we arrived he discovered that none of his gears were working. Luckily he got them unstuck just in time.
|Pen-y-Ghent from Blea Moor|
As it was such a glorious day, we decided to head straight home, have showers (we were quite muddy) and then wrapped up warm again to head to Ribblehead to do our little walk around. The sun was going down, so everything was doused in golden light. It looked gorgeous, and there was little wind, so it really was very pleasant.
Then back home to beef rib stew from the Christmas joint. A successful day.