Nellie and Matt Mong's Hunt for the legendary Edale Were-Bear.
A terrifying tale of absolute cowardice.
|Base camp at Fieldhead, the nerve centre of the whole expedition.|
|I was seconded for guard duty at the Grindsbrook Clough staging post...|
|... Matt Mong, however, had other things on his mind! (I don't think it was lunch either; we had taken the precaution of packing some sandwiches)...|
|... We faced a long and dangerous journey up Grindsbrook Clough into the unknown badlands; the lair of the Were-Bear!...|
|... Our path to glory was beset with death-defying obstacles; here we luckily managed to circumnavigate the raging torrent. Phew!...|
|... The treacherous climb toward the Foxholes was devilishly difficult; one slip of the foot could have resulted in a terrifying plunge to our doom or even a twisted ankle...|
... Looking back was like looking from here to eternity; we had covered much ground on our ascent to the summit...
|... Me and t'mong on t'moo-er... We fancied a pint but there was no sign of the 'Slaughtered Lamb'.|
Had we strayed in to the beasts back yard, as it were?...
|... The peat bog crevices. The preferred route of our deadly foe, we decided to stick to the high ground...|
|DA... DA... DAAAAA!!!|
This very sight struck fear into our hearts; had we discovered our first clue in our search for the mythical beast?...
|... The perfect ambush point for a cunning adversary; we approached with caution.|
It turned out to be a safe haven so we rested awhile and enjoyed a well deserved drink of pop! ...
|... Matt Mong selflessly, and without hesitation, confronted the slathering beast and effected with immediate consequence ... A Citizens Arrest.|