Many a mapreader makes a muddle

We were walking in the Mendips south of Bristol today with friends A and J. They did the map-reading, as you can see. We arrived back at the pub just too late for lunch (all good walks end at a pub that serves good food). But hey! there were plenty of other places to eat!

For those of you not familiar with the phrase, the title is a variant on the old saying "mony a mickle maks a muckle". I'm sure that leaves you a lot wiser. If you look it up on the web, you'll end up even more confused!