Sunday 27th
Peter reports 6 members met at Sadgill after the slow drive up the valley. It was sunny and warn as we prepared  for the walk. As we ascended the track up to the start of the path up the ridge, it became cooler with the strong breeze. After ascending Wray Crag and Shipman Knotts lunch was taken at Kentmere Pike behind the wall to get some shelter from the wind. After lunch we continued along the ridge to Harter Fell and then down over Little Harter Fell to Gatesgarth pass. After descending the pass to the old mine workings we left the track and climbed up besides the fence to gain access to the path along the ridge passed the pillar at Tarn Crag before making along the ridge towards Great Howe. At Great owe we circled around the Summit making towards the wall/fence over the stile and made our way down the steep descent back to the parked cars. The majority then retired in convoy to the Smithy Inn at Holme for a well deserved drink in the Beer garden, alongside a large crowd of disappointed England Fans.
Sheila reports On the hottest day of the year so far 33 walkers set off from Mellor Brook within the first mile the walkers were well spread out over the fields so after walking across an old couple's garden (which had a right of way) it was time for a catch up. After a wander down the lane it was the 1st stop of the day to take in the wonderful view of Longridge Falls across the valley. We were grateful of the shade in Mercyfield Wood and just after passing the large patch of Flag Iris it was down to the River Ribble for lunch after half an hour I had to prise people up in order to continue the walk or we would still be there. The next mile was a gentle stroll along the river bank passing Hothersall Hall and The Old Boat House on the opposite bank. Coming off the river bank we had a discussion of how to pronounce OSBALDESTON and in order to stop the disagreement I ask everyone to read the sign which said OSBALDESTIN HALL FARM and to make their own minds up how lt was pronounce as round the corner stood Osbaldeston Hall in all its glory. Coming out of Old Park Wood we had the last stop of the day and then off to look at the brilliant collie dog which could make the sheep stand as still as statues. Here we also were impressed with the enormous fountain. The last mile was across fields to make our way back to the cars. May I ask how many walkers noticed the deliberate mistake in the last but one field? Yes someone had moved the stile so we all had to walk 3/4way round the field to find it. The Feildens Arms was the pub of the day for a well deserved drink and for some to drown their sorrows on just seeing Germany score their 4th goal. Although the pub was good enough to put on free food I don't think they were expecting the Link Walkers turning up to eat it all. I think we all had a great walk today although it was a little hot for walking we all survived.

Saturday 26th 
Alan W reports 5 members met the leader at the car park in Burnsall on a bright warm day for a brief intro before heading off along the Dales Way towards the ancient settlement of Hartlington and up across Appletreewick Pasture for lunch on Grimwith Reservoirs picnic site taking advantage of the luxury of proper tables and seats complete with a splendid view across the wildfowl reserve. Tearing ourselves away from such a pleasant setting our route then took us across the reservoirs parapet and Hebden Moor with the site and sounds of Curlews, Lapwings and Oystercatchers to accompany us on route to Bank Top and the River Wharfe at Mill Bridge, the hardier members using the stepping-stones rather than the suspension bridge. After a short refreshment the final leg of the journey took us along what is arguably one of the more picturesque sections of the Dales Way back to Burnsall for afternoon teas.

Sunday 20th
Stephen reports Today was a perfect day for walking. I don’t think the weather could have been any better. It was dry and sunny but with that all important cooling breeze. 36 of us set of from Ingleton along little used footpaths and turned our back from the usual touristy attractions within the limestone areas to head south into rural Lancashire through pleasant green fields, endless green fields and as many stiles as there were people on the walk! The queuing up at stiles slowed the walk right down and I had to keep stopping to round everybody up but I don’t think anybody minded and nobody was in a rush. We passed through the two minor pretty villages of Masongill and Ireby and eventually reached the bigger village of Burton-in-Lonsdale, where we had a stop shortly after by a ruined barn. From here we crossed more fields and eventually broke up the monotony by passing through two small wooded areas near the end, the second was by the (almost dried up) River Greta which we followed all the way back into Ingleton. Refreshments were taken by some of us at the Marton Arms, a lovely pub not too far away, where we sat in the beer garden and soaked up some rays! One is reluctant to head for home when the weather is as good as that!

Sunday 6th
Roy reports We drove from misty Lancashire into hazy Cumbria but at least it was dry and warm. 14 eventually found Thirlmere Dam car park (on the triangle near the dam). The initial stages were uneventful wending along the lakeshore and then up the steep climb by Fisher Gill and across the pathless tussocky terrain of Armboth. The wilderness trek continued up to the watershed fence where a sharp turn was made; soon bringing us to the comfy lunch stop of High Tove. There were no views to speak of though. Onward we pressed finding only one small bog on the notoriously boggy moor and easily gained the highest point of the walk on High Seat where we met a fifteenth member who had missed the start and found his own way to the summit without a map. The best views of the day came at Bleaberry Fell where a wide if hazy vista was enjoyed until we heard distant thunder and felt rain threatening! So off we scampered over even more pathless tussocky terrain seeking Raven Crag only to be cut off by a 500 foot deep canyon the leader protested shouldn’t be there!! The forest road was tantalising near on the far side but a twenty minute detour proved necessary to navigate the canyon. Now it started to rain but 10 members still ascended the fifth summit of the day to look down the stupendous perpendicular cliffs to the lake hundreds of feet below. What a thrill. The rain poured in earnest as we descended through the forest and made a beeline for the inner moisturisers served in the Kings Hotel.
Sheila reports Today 34 Linkers set off in the rain which looked like it may be in for the day. After a mile of road walking we turned off to walk the first part of the moor which gave a good view of Brinscall below. While climbing up the moor the rain stopped so it was time for our jackets off. We wound our way back to the road which then took us up the steep climb  to the moor path here we had a quick stop to catch our breath. Along the the dry moor path we made our way down to White Coppice for a long enjoyable lunch stop. Then it was off along the newly improved path along the Goit which took us to The Green at Brinscall for the last stop of the day. We then made our way back to Abbey Village by way of the Old Brinscall Train Line which is now a pleasant Nature Reserve. We arrived back at the cars just in time to see the dark rain clouds starting to roll in and by the time we had changed our boots and walked to the Hare and Hounds pub the rain had started.

Thursday 3rd
Meryl reports Bob led the walk as Meryl has injured her leg.  The evening was pleasant and dry as 15 members walked from the Visitor centre, up to Stepback and followed the brook to Lyon's Den and then across moorland paths to Darwen's Jubilee Tower.  A handful climbed the steps to the top to enjoy the somewhat hazy views while others rested at the base.  Continuing we descended to Sunnyhurst and took the high level paths through the woods over the reservoir dam before ascending Donkey Brown and across the field back to the car park.  The majority then partook of refreshments in the Royal.