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>> He sensibly, in my view, parked up on a stranger's drive, knocked on their door
>> to explain the situation and asked permission to leave his car there overnight....
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...back in my climbing days, we used to use a variety of climbing club huts for winter weekends. It made for some fairly "hairy" journeys given the mountainous nature of the destinations.
The hut at Tranearth, above Torver in the Lake District is quite high up, and at the end of a largely impassable farm track. Parking is towards the bottom of the track, in a small quarry, and there is a walk of about a kilometre up the hill - a pain at the best of times carrying a weekend's gear and food, triply so on a dark winter's night in a blizzard.
On one particular visit, the snow was bad, and one of the early arrivals found only one set of tyre-tracks in front of him, followed them and parked up just off the track. On departure on Sunday afternoon, he discovered that, whilst the rest of us had parked in the designated quarry, he'd parked slap in the middle of someone's lawn, slightly further down the track.... (and he wasn't very popular!)
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