Fire and ice

Once a year our club made the trip by Lambretta to the highest pub in England. It was an annual event and though the facilities were nonexistent, somehow it didn’t matter. With plenty of room to camp, that was about all it had to offer. Luckily the lack of amenities was made up for by the huge stocks of alcohol they kept, making sure the bar never ran dry. The rally was always held in the month of July, mainly due to the weather. With it being at such a high altitude though, even in the summer the clouds