Wainwright referred to the 9-mile crossing of Salter Fell as ‘The finest high moorland walk in England’ and so I was looking forward to combining this outing with my first RSF ride leadership experience. Tucked up by the woodstove in the cafe at Wray, I was unconcerned by the little snowfall pattering outside because, as all South Lakes members know, we have our own weather fairy who make every ride day a fine day. Simeon and Norman appeared at the glass door of the cafe, both having ridden from home