In reply to Pete:
My first Mac memory was of just having moved to Penrith, and turning up at Sheperds looking for someone to climb with.
I was approached by this guy with a little dog, who enquired if I was a climber, and if I had a rope.
I said I climbed about severe, but had seconded the odd VS. My gear (early 70's) consisted of very few nuts, a couple of slings, and 100ft of No3 Hawser laid nylon. He only had his EB's. He said I know a nice climb we can do - it's called Adam, and propmptly tied directly onto the rope. The first pitch was nice and short, but as he neared the top of the main pitch, he asked me to take the belay off and start climbing, as he couldn't quite reach the belay -- talk about having confidence in someone he'd never met or seen climb before!
The patter was entertaining from start to finish.
It was the first of many meetings over the years in Borrowdale, though I never climbed with him again.
Undoubtedly one of Lakeland's finest.
His tireless work repairing the footpaths is a wonderful legacy, and fitting memorial.