A bad day for a Fickle Walk. The omens were not good: blue sky, no sign of rain, hardly any wind. We were worried.
Fickle timing was surprisingly good. Not too much hanging around....
As good a group photo as it gets. With a few new Ficklers as well....
This flag has the hammer and sickle upon it. We seem to have stumbled across the Grassington Commune.
These are pics of walking up Hebden Beck onto Grassington Moor
Who said God doesn't play dice?
Camp
and camper
Usual discussions about meaning of life etc
the artful lodger
Simon poses for a Benny Hill joke
Old Mine workings
Two hares on a bowling green
Linton Falls
the caff
Charlie gets his chip
Caff boy says good bye
Deborah becomes a teen rebel and defies local bylaws
Mel after her breakout from locked caff
