With a day slaving over a hot stove planned for Saturday and some gentle recovery likely to be needed on Sunday this didn’t ever look like being a weekend of vast landscapes and sweeping panoramas. I set out early intending to meet the sun on the summit of Winter Hill and while I was there the sun wasn’t; it remained hidden behind a bank of heavy cloud.
After our badly needed gentle recovery on Sunday we were content to wait on the late afternoon sunshine for a stroll on Winter Hill. For the second time this weekend the sun failed to materialise and we were left under dull grey skies.
One of the walls of the quarry that could be extended into an adjacent one, closing a significant footpath in between them – look for the local “Stop The Quarry” posters for more information