Another working holiday in Wales, this one at Errdig, found me, Martin, Sue and Helen on this mid afternoon minor climb. Despite the disappointment of not being able to get a tram ride to do most of the climb for us, we bravely pushed on anyway. Sue decided to set a cracking pace (something to do with sore boots ?), and not wishing to play Gooseberry with Martin and Helen, I decided to catch her. I did attempt to slow her down with my idea of a photo opportunity, but was given short shrift, and had to fall back to the others. Not long afterwards however Sue disappeared over the horizon completely, and despite a search by us three survivors, she was not to be seen again, until afterwards on the descent, when we had located a pub. Unfortunately eating a dried up dog turd in a bun, costing nearly three quid at a chip shop prior to the start, turned out to put a bit of a dampener on the rest of the evening.