My train ticket highlighted the pricing noncense of the various companies. To leave from Chorley on the 08:10 train would cost almost twice as much as the next earlier or next later train. I caught thre 7:46 to Preston where I had to change for Lancaster. The train I wanted was running 20mns late so I finished up catching the train that left Chorley at 08:10am, the train with almost double the fare. In Lancaster I had a lot of time to kill before the Ingleton bus left so I stayed in the rail station waiting room to read my paper before wandering through the town to reach the soul-less 2001 bus station and it's architectural sharp angles and subsequent rust and graffiti. The 10:15 no80 bus left on time and I enjoyed the ride through the villages of Caton, Hornby and Wennington before reaching the Information Centre in Ingleton about 11:20.

While waiting in the Preston Railway Station waiting room I photographed these plaques on the wall.

DURING THE GREAT WAR OF 1914-1919 THIS ROOM WAS, BY THE PERMISSION OF THE L.& N.W. AND L.& Y. RAILWAY COMPANIES, OCCUPIED FROM AUG. 19. 1915 TO NOV. 11. 1919 BY THE PRESTON STATION SAILORS AND SOLDIERS FREE BUFFET ASSOCIATION OF VOLUNTARY WORKERS, WHO SUPPLIED THREE AND A QUARTER MILLIONS OF THE SAILORS AND SOLDIERS WHO PASSED THROUGH THIS STATION, WITH REFRESHMENTS AND COMFORTS.

The bus ride had been sunny but now it was overcast and the summit of Ingleborough was hidden in cloud. I left the car park then on to the Ribblehead Road and part way up the hill before turning right along the old road. It was pleasant walking along the quiet lane but I was a bit concerned about the wind which seemed to be getting up. After about a mile and a half I came to the road which turns off to the right too Cold Cotes. This marked the spot where I took the minor path off to the left. It's not marked as a public path on the map and the gate was locked. The path headed steadily upwards past Cock Flower Hill and up to limestone outcrops above.

The bus arrives in Ingleton.

The green track wound through shake holes until I came to a substantial sheepfold. The dry stone walls seemed unnecessarily high. I stopped briefly then continued up to join the main path at Little Ingleborough. I had now reached the cloud base and the cold cross wind made it a bit uncomfortable. I wasn't heading directly to the summit of Ingleborough but planned to follow the contour along the east side to reach the spring marked on the map to collect some water. As I left the path I got some welcome shelter from the wind and soon came to an unexpected patch of wet ground. A little way up the slope I found it originated from a small spring which was ideal to collect water for my camp. With full water bag I continued up to rejoin the main path to the summit plateau of Ingleborough. There was little visibility due to wet cloud and the drizzle was starting to get everything wet in the wind. I found a reasonable stone free area necar to one of the old hut circles and pitched the tent. The wind and rain continued for most of the afternoon then a brief patch of sun broke through before the cloud descended again.