Thunderstorms were forecast for later in the day so Guido, peri and I got an early start to Scugdale for a quick hit on the sandstone. We started on the usual easy stuff and ticked the routes we knew well, despite some curious aspects of Franco's new guide,.
After an hour or so we were delighted to be joined by team strong, Russ and Sarah, not by arrangement but by good judgement.
Sarah 
team 
Russ
We all got baked and with a stack of pads as large as an American pancake breakfast we felt quite safe. We scurried up 20 or 30 routes each until we had worn out our fingers, and the lure of the bike-shop cafe in the village (recommended) drew us away.