I'm not arguing against socialism, nor family/team bonding (ooh err missus), far from it, but some peeps like to offer an equal contribution in this life — whatever the context… … Just saying … … and I still owe you half a bottle of malt Miko
Any-which-ways, as I mentioned above, situations can change
My only experience of the Nantle Ridge was a couple of years ago:
I walked up from the north towards Y Garn in heavy clagg and should've taken a bearing near the top and gone left, but didn't. Nearly needed to change my underwear when I found myself following a goats' track across Y Garn's western cliffs.