Ascended with Ken on a day trip to Wales from Liverpool. Wet start then driving hailstones on the trail to the Lynn. At the Lynn, Ken was surprised to see that there was a puddle of water inside the bothy. We carefully crossed the reservoir spillway as the water was surging close to the iron ladder. After that the rest of the ascent was uneventful. We only saw one other person.
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life - so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."