Holly and I went hiking in Snowdonia over the weekend with Andrew Allen and one of his mates. Andy, being the gung-ho type, insisted on doing the hardest route via Crib Goch which was more a rock climb than a scramble.
At about 17:00 we started to worry about daylight, and were just working out what we should do when some very experienced hill runners (yes, runners!) came up to us. They advised us to return the way we'd come, which was up a steep, rocky cliff.
With their help, we made it just in time for dusk. We're actually very very lucky that we ran into those guys when we did!
Now, however, we're both incredibly sore. It was probably the toughest "hike" I've ever done. And certainly the scariest.