We parked just outside the hamlet of Wycoller and walked down and past the ruins of Wycoller Hall, our route led us southwest across a land of stiles, gates and myriad paths. Eventually we arrived on the open fell and cowered behind a wall for lunch. Lunch eaten we followed the good path up onto the ridge and along to the trig. The wind was battering us so we didn't linger except to investigate a rock that should have "witch" in its name. Our route back took us down to the Pennine Bridleway and back to Wycoller via Smithy Clough. we got back to the car just as a heavy hail shower arrived.