This trip was a bit of a disaster. I was massively overambitious in my planning, took too much stuff, wasn’t physically up to the walking, and then the weather made things worse. Before this trip started my goal of climbing all of the English Hewitts was sort of on track, having bagged all (ok, both) of the Peak District tops meeting the criteria. Afterwards, the whole project, which was up against it anyway considering how many I had to do in 3 months, was blown to pieces. Here’s the story of how it all fell apart and what I learned.