there's a saying that if you can see pendle hill it's about to rain. if you can't see it, it is raining. i zig-zag'd all over that hill and visited the summit trig twice. i never once 'saw' pendle hill today. thick clag on the top, winds so strong i discovered orifices that i never knew i had, and a constant drizzle. the downs were slightly less terrifying this year but the ups were just as hard i as remembered. hands on fell, fingers crawling for grip, dragging myself up. but, didn't get lost and actually managed to knock a few minutes off last year. 'fell running doesn't get better than this'.
a few more shots from jane here
16.8m, 4830ft, 3:42
jane's on for doing it next year. i'd better start practicing my descending...