Photos from a long weekend near Ingleton. Planning a walk up Ingleborough, I plotted the route on a map, measured it as 10 miles, and converted it from kilometers (still 10) to miles (now 6). After 5 miles, descending the far side of Ingleborough, the kids asked if we were nearly there. Then it started raining heavily, we ran out of food, and the pub we sheltered in at 6 miles had nothing to eat (but I was fine: beer!). The rain cleared, the sun got lower, and the final 5 miles was beautiful, except for the sound of complaining children, who still insist they nearly died of hunger on that terrible walk.