Eventually we found the high trig point and took a bearing and found the checkpoint. On an island in the middle of a small lake. We punched and then stood for a few minutes wondering whether to carry on. Many people were dissappearing off back down again but we decided to carry on. We took another bearing and made the popular decision to go for the slightly longer route via a path and then due north to get to a fence and used this as a guideline to take us in approx the right direction.
Fences are good.
We like fences. We decide to continue and take a decision at the road. Before we got to the road though we faced an extra little challenge. We came to what looked like a small stream or beck in the peat. As we stood looking where best to cross, several of our fellow-competitors tried a crossing at the narrowest point and went in to their thighs, swimming out over grass tufts and looking very silly.