A most convivial of evenings with some pleasant autumnal mauves in the sunsetting sky, a balmy 11 degrees on the hill, and a remarkable consensus over route choice. Moz was magnificently straight-faced in delivering the new safety monologue, and not one voice was raised in protest. It would appear that these straightened times of austerity have taken all the fight out of us, if not our appetite for the fells. All-in-all, the good Cap'n's honour was once more restored, and it is always good to visit the Nether Moor Quarry. Good also to see a few more unfamiliar faces.