Spot the retreating climbers?

It was drizzling when I drove there, then it stopped for the time it took Fi to climb a route and Julia to follow. Then it was my turn to follow and it began to rain again, turning heavy as I reached Fi at the top. 

But it eased off and we sheltered in the cave and drank tea until the rock dried quickly in the wind. I racked up and no sooner was I ready than it really threw it down, and persisted.

We gave up and went home. The forecast is looking better for the weekend, but I've got a hair appointment tomorrow (hurrah!) and am walking with my Ramblers on sunday. There's always Monday!