I too ventured up Pendle on Halloween back in 1978 /79. We started at the pub below(cant remember the name though) and set off at last orders!. Reached the top about 1am and decided to try and sleep. Came back down at first light, frozen solid and soaked to the skin. We too didnt see any witches, but there were a few impromptu campfires, revellers and more than a few stoned hippies. Apparantly, this disorganized trek to the top has been going on for generations. There are quite a few good folk songs about Pendle too. Dont know if it helps LL
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