Mr Lizard, he's not bovvered

One fine day, me and Fireman Dan were up on the moors opposite Laddow. Midway through finding yet another undergraded route, I chanced upon Mr Lizard. He was sunbathing, and the only discernable movement was his breathing, or whatever it is that lizards do in place of that. I managed to shove my camera quite rudely into the fellow's face, but he weren't answering no questions.
If anyone can tell me what sort of lizard he is, I shall buy you a cake. How long? About 6 inches.

Who the hell is Gordon Ramsay, anyway?

If you thought this was an advertorial for that well known gentleman, think again! It's for The Riverside Brewery Tap, Marsden instead! After a day of hard work, sunshine and watching people throw themselves at, up and off some Pule Hill testpieces, we retired to the Brewery Tap, and dined in fine style. I'm usually cynical about pub food. Here are some examples:
"Home cooked food" where else would they cook it?
"Good Food!" as opposed to what? Crap food?
"A welcoming atmosphere" actually, I prefer hostility with my chips.
I could go on, but I'll spare you. This place is outstanding, and if you didn't make it to Pule Hill, you should hang your head in shame. We climbed some great routes and made new friendships, and then relaxed at the end of it all in no rush to go home. This is what my guidebook team is all about. Forget commercial imperatives, imminent deadlines and "need". We're here because we love it; what's your excuse?

Summer Sizzlers

As I predicted, the weather was glorious. However, the day did not start well. We pulled up to Edale's seminal Cottage Caff, only to find it had been taken over, and now did lattes! The glory of the old caff was that we got done by the owner if we moved our chairs/didn't eat all our food/asked for extra ketchup/got in her way. We loved it, and I feel bereaved. However, the now international guidebook team gathered, then hammered up to Nether Tor, where we found the crag writer (Iain Johnson) in situ; apparently he'd been waiting for us since last year.
Nether Tor is an odd place, and quite exhausting to get around on a hot day. The team of 17 put themselves about the crag and were glorious: routes from VDiff to E5 were enjoyed, ledges were revealed and anomalies uncovered. It was a tough day, and some must have left the crag feeling like they'd been through some proverbial mill. On the upside, the onion rings at the Nag's Head were excellent. If I could work out how to post more than one picture at a time I could prove it to you...so you'll just have to believe me, won't you?