A wet day in the peak district

For what was supposed to be a refreshing change from the rolling hills of the south of England the titans headed north to the slightly less gentle rolling hills of the peak district. The weather had gone from glorious at the beginning of the week to steady rain as the OUCHers headed in to what was going to be the first of three walks.

 Heading towards Jaggers Clough the stream turned out to be a little bigger than expected and the everyone's boots were tested for waterproofing; all passing at this point. Onwards to Haggwater Bridge, passing round fallen trees, jumping 3ft drops (called infinite drops to make a mist covered, wet, windy walk seem more epic).  Mnemosyne had taken to calling her left ankle C.a.U.B by this point, since it wasn't in the mood for all this walking (the rest of her was more of the opinion of 'better a wet day walking than a day indoors' and wished her ankle would just get a grip and stop whining).

Next it was on to Bridge-end Pasture and what should have been lovely views of the reservoir. It was occasionally spotted between breaks in the mist.  It was a quickish walk to reach the reservoir and the loop back to woodland valley was quickly made.  The route was quickly altered to stay out of the worst of the weather. Walking through the boggy woodland provided a further test of the footwear - this time things weren't so good (much re-proofing may be need for a couple of OUCHers).

Once out of the woods it was a short(ish) walk along the least straight roman road Mnemosyne has ever seen and a jaunt back to the hostel. The other two walks planned for that day were abandoned, too much wet kit, but a useful test of kit in the wet. Hopefully the weather the next day would be better.