I’d promised myself that as soon as we got bad weather I had to go out and do some poor visibility navigation. I had threatened to force the gang out with me, but I took pity on them and decided that I would only take Pete.

“F%£k that, I’m not going out in that rain… you’re on your own”, were his words… but I persuaded him in the end.
Actually by the time we left it had already started to get a bit brighter in the village, but fortunately at the top of the Kentmere valley there was still plenty of mist and rain.

I’d already picked out the marks I wanted to find, a re-entrant here, a sheepfold there, a spur a little further on. Pete also helped with a few extra marks on the way.

Laetitia striding off into the Kentmere hill-fog

At times the visibility was really bad, at others it was just bad, but I was really pleased with my progress. Despite not being able to see very far I found all the marks with a combination of taking bearings and pacing.

Concentration!

As the weather cleared up I decided to let Pete have a go – I chose a re-entrant in pretty rough ground, but he found it ok.

The weather turns out nice again, and Pete gets a go!

On the way down back to the car, Pete’s eagle eyes spotted an adder. Cool.

Adder!

It was probably only a baby and I hope some other eagle eyes don’t spot it and make a meal out of it.