Rossett Pike

Back blipped yesterday. 

Let's just say it was a grim night, I'm glad we chose a sheltered place to pitch our tents, and that we pitched them well. We woke to more grim with just à few patches of blue that soon faded. 
Setting off again in full waterproofs we were heading for obtuse little features in the gloom when we started to get hints of brightness and even.... A view!
So a revert to plan A and we backtracked to  Rossett Pike, blip done, and souls well and truly fed. 

Then  we took a roundabout way along the tops, via some weird little features, and a final ascent of Stickle Pike before a bone crunching long descent on yet another unwelcome stone staircase. 

A grand day out.