In reply to Rick Graham:
Rick, that way up over the ridge is a real pig. I only did it 'cos the guy with me (mentioned on the other thread) insisted. And then he want into burn-off mode...
A Scouse mate, the illustrious Ian Jones, had an '80s Beris wheeze whereby he'd commission a taxi, fill it with the great unwashed (to lower the individual charge) and exhort the driver further and further. (You could go further then but hardly recommended.) Much to everyone's disgust, I'd be the first to crack and say, "It's OK mate, you've done a grand job getting us this far. We can walk from here."
We were all kind of saving 'Taxi to Clog' as a new route name but were too out of it to get round to actually doing any new routes. (A far cry from today when the notion of running out of time is a stringent incentive.)
I'd concur with the notion of getting a taxi for the first bit (which is really the worst).
However one does it, when you finally get up there, what a place!
Mick