The Langdales from Lingmoor Fell

After finally meeting up with the rest of the chosen men and a mildly boozy night, Saturday dawned bright and beautiful and we split up in to several groups, and went our ways for the day. My day wasn't too long, and it had its moments of Madness.

Tim wasn't at his best and needed some encouragement . When we accidentally wandered in to the Three Shires Inn, he needed no encouragement and quickly found his form. Extracting him off this form was extremely difficult. And from this seated position traversed the entire North Face of the Bar.

Apparently it was important training for the evening to come!