No parachute attempt made yesterday. The clag was down to about 600 and i'd never have been able to pick a good line. As it turned out some of our group marched on up to the summit from the tarn and stood around for 15mins in rain and gales needing navigation support, so i became the official navigator which meant i got to do some well deserved running! Got one bunch to Knowe Crags then went back to check on the rest. 7 of them did Sharp Edge, which was earlier described by a pair of strangers who'd refused it was an ice rink.

I was reminded again on the approach to the summit of Blencathra how easy you become disorientated in low visibility. I could have sworn we were off-line, but the compass delivered us right to the summit.