I've been climbing and scrambling in the Lake District for 30 years. In that time I've found myself on countless vertical rock faces and knife edge ridges and none of them scared me anything like as much as the one time I drove over the Hardknott Pass.
I've been climbing and scrambling in the Lake District for 30 years. In that time I've found myself on countless vertical rock faces and knife edge ridges and none of them scared me anything like as much as the one time I drove over the Hardknott Pass.
I didn't know of it's existence, sat nav decided it wanted to take me on adventure 😂