Friday night started with fish and chips from local Colne chippy which was bloody good and set us up for the walk up Pendle and subsequent spot of wild camping. Soon enough we were up there, zero wind and a clear clear sky....tent pitched and beers in hand we sat chatting and watching the world of stars spin around our heads remind us of how small and insignificant we are in the scheme of things !
10.30 and a light wind started to turn the -6 air temperature into a chilling -10 unbearable fridge so we retired to the tent for more beer and single malt followed by baileys and coffee fired up in the
Jetboil....excellent......then bed....
Bed was amazing, thoroughly warmed by beer, hops and barley and the odd piece of terrys chocolate orange from the ever decreasing Christmas stash.......until around 12pm when the cold really started to kick in......then we felt it, 2am, 4am, 6am and finally time to get up at 7am, freezing cold and numb toes left us thinking it must have been colder then we thought and what my watch had said......

Morning came and a much required warming feeling from the sun. We had a quick brew, broke camp and headed off to the trig point to enjoy the sunrise...........an excellent quick wildcamp on
Pendle Hill !