A cool evening, some 25 or so warts started off including a new boy (from Nottingham, I think). Capt. Harmer with his authority duly restored, led us up the long thrash via the cabin to Madwoman's stone (should this be singular or plural to encompass all that gender?). From here a true Harmeresque thrash across the moor to Druid's Stone and then Dave Holmes and Al Ward duly led us off in the wrong direction again, he'll be going for the hat-trick next week. Fortunately the more sensible of us realised this and found 444/442 without any undue problem. From here it was a simple stroll up to Crookstone Knoll, down to the car and to the pub!