Parked up and started off up the lane, in my case trying to get warm. When we got to the cafe in Edale, Paul suggested that we stop for sustenance and I’d just realised that I’d forgotten to have toast for breakfast, so I agreed and had a sausage butty.
We started heading up to Grindsbrook Knoll, but realised that with the direction of the wind we’d be better going up Ringing Roger, so that’s what we did. Stopped in the same spot at the top and, out of the wind in the sun, it was quite warm. Found the path that we completely missed in January and toddled along the edge to a big pile of rocks, where we stopped for some lunch. Had a text from Keith to say they were staying home – don’t blame them.
We were stopped by three lads who wanted one of us to take a photo of them – hope it was OK. We crossed a tributary for the Grindsbrook – which I don’t remember at all!! – and then the top of Grindsbrook proper, heading onto the path towards Grindsbrook Knoll where we lost the crowds. Once again we stopped, out of the wind just off the top to empty our flasks. Then it was just the long track down to the field above Edale, where we met a huge group of people, adults and kids and a guy following them muttering at them. Stopped for tea at Calver Outside on the way home.
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