YC's running was truncated by injury in August. It's only when you can't get out in the hills that you realise how much you miss them. Readers will be relieved to know that this doesn't apply to beer - as YC never misses a chance to sample a pint of the finest. On that note, the Jarrow Bitter in the Oddfellows Arms (North Shields) was VG last night. As the weather was inclement, YC caught the 306 bus which dropped him outside the pub. It's even better when you are Rev T - a bus pass got him there for nothing.


left - the outward route viewed from Staerough Hill (James Duff's least favourite hill)
right - The Schill from the Pennine Way

the return route along Steer Rigg, viewed from White Law