That was the title of this weekend's walk, and here we are doing just that.
This week's walk was a bit of a contrast to the previous two.
For a start, the weather was very different - far more bracing, with frequent heavy showers, wind, and occasional horizontal rain.
Secondly, the scenery was different too; heather moorland for the most part, in contrast to the green pastures and twinkling waters of earlier walks.
We set off from (in not necessarily in) Hope and started with a fairly serious climb up towards Win Hill. Skirting the very summit, we stumbled and paddled our way down the other side, where the rocky footpath through the heather had become a brook.
We agreed to curtail the planned walk slightly on account of the weather, and finished off in the very welcoming Woodroffe Arms back in Hope.
Well stuck, and then rescued.
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