Thick fog at the Barrel, kudos to Moz for cycling out there. We all knew that the only way to navigate in those conditions was to keep continuous map contact, so in true Warts style the map stayed in the back pocket, apart from a few panics when we really felt we needed to know where we were.
The gps plot looks less like a spider had run all over it than I expected, but we made a spectacular 180 degree error on Offerton Moor, and were thrown completely off line by respecting a no access sign on Eyam Moor – that’ll teach us.
The northern warts went to the far flung reaches of the Dark Peak from Saltersbrook on the Woodhead Road. Conditions were challenging and this added to the general confusion and arguments as to which way we should be going. Mr Holmes took a bearing for the 1894 stone and as you can see, missed it by a some considerable distance but he did it with such confidence and that’s what counts! We meandered around in the mist in Swains Greave and then headed uppish. At this point, Tom W took us on a bearing for “Whore” Stones and unlike the previous contender, managed to get us direct to it with the scarcest of meander. From there we headed for Lady Cross, Nicky taking us the last part directly to it, save for a splinter group headed by Mr Holmes who wondered off in the wrong direction but then he’s used to this. Back to the cars and the pub at Langsett, only to find it was closed! The Nag’s Head was the obvious alternative. A fitting near end to the warting season!