I think that's Gimmer poking through the cloud at about 7am this morning as I was making my tea, it kept coming and going.

I started for home this morning, I'm too shattered to do anything else today and Fi and her husband had to get back anyway. The tent flysheet was wet so I put it in a bag for life and it's dried on the washing line back home. Washing has been done and stuff has been put away... except for the kit I'll need on Friday when there's a Club meet in Snowdonia. 

I'm looking forward to an episode of Luther and an early night in a comfy bed :-) The Lake District starts here.