The weather forecast seemed to have it all wrong, I decided a dull day deserved a dull hill. (I actually don't believe in dull hills!) Anyway, a drive to the northern edge of the Bowland Fells, plenty of height gained as I parked at "Cross of Greet". I was "greeted" by a strong wind and dense low cloud! No matter White Hill was my goal, a "Marilyn", the map showed that the fence would lead me to the trig point, and indeed it did. There and back the same way, the ground was very wet. Only about an hour and a half there and back, a quick buttie back at the car and the thought was to go out for a ride on the push bike, however the day was about to spring a surprise!!
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