Conniston

Last weekend I went to Coniston with a few friends. It chucked it down the first two days but the rivers were awesome because of the rain. We climbed Coniston Old Man in the mist and went into a slate quarry on the way down. If you see some names on a piece of slate by the quarry entrance that's me and my friends' names. I didn't bring a spare set of clothes and the drying room was tiny so I had to spend some of my time in my school uniform! I also managed to rip a hole in one of my socks. It was a great laugh and good fun.