|Pen-y-Ghent Trig Point|
|Whernside Tri Point|
Once past the rocks, there was a has a flagstoned path leading straight up the fells to the start of the real climb. Ingleborough, which turns out to be only a few feet shorter than Whernside, certainly felt much harder, as the trail wound straight up the side of the cliff, with a frozen waterfall beside us. Once on the plateau, we were socked in thick fog, and I could barely keep the guy in front of me in sight, to make it to the trig point. Without the rest of the group, I'm sure I would still be lost up there (or I would have had to dig out my map and compass and attempt to blaze my own descent). Our jackets were flapping in the stiff wind, and all 28 of us stayed tightly bunched to keep from being separated in the fog. Our summit stop was even shorter this time.