Stickle Tarn

Running a navigation workshop today for two lovely ladies who I happen to know are keen on a spot of thst there wild swimming.
Arriving in Langdale it was miserably wet, very cold and with a wind that scythed right through to your core.
We had a lot of fun learning the basics and and slowly we made our way up to the Tarn practing the 5 D's of the dark art.
When we got there the ladies got changed (in the survival shelter) and waded straight in. O-b-v-i-o-u-s-l-y I would have joined them, but they needed an official photographer, so I took one for the team and stayed on the shore.
Then we wandered off path, started to interpret contours and made our way down to the pub. And coffee. And chips.