In reply to jon:
Bet you've never left your compass behind again, Jon. Nice to know anyone can make a serious boob (and relate it in public), even if the consequences were only a red face.
If the OP doesn't mind his thread being hi-jacked, I have a similar story against me. Quite a few years back I was with a group of club mates of very mixed experience and abilities doing a gill scramble up Crinkle Gill, Langdale in appallingly wet weather with clouds almost down to valley bottom. We managed to split into two groups on the way up, fortunately with competent (?) navigators in both groups. The group I was with were happy for me to look after the navigation to get down (more fools them). Thinking I knew enough without getting the map out in those conditions we set off up to the Crinkle Crag ridge and attempted to follow it north to Three Tarns to follow the Band down to the pub. There is a well-known idiot-trap on the summit plateau where the obvious path on the ground is not the path you want along the ridge. The obvious path in minimal visibility (it was also dark by now) gradually slips off the ridge, without you realising, down towards Eskdale to the west. Both the right and wrong paths go northwards at this point, so the compass doesn't help much. As the ground steepened, still on a good path, it slowly dawned on me that it was downhill on the left and uphill on the right, not all what we wanted. It took me quite a while to persuade my little flock that in these very poor conditions we should leave a good path, going downhill, and scramble up a steep slope of mixed grass and boulders. Fortunately, they decided that whatever my navigational weaknesses already apparent, they'd be better off with me than on their own and disaster was avoided. It was a tired and bedraggled little group who staggered into the ODG to find the other half of our group on their second or third round and beginning to discuss the need for calling out the MRT. Though behind us in the gill, when they topped out they looked at the map and decided the best route - shorter, easier, less complex - was to turn left onto the shoulder of Gladstone Knott and pick up the southerly route off Crinkle Crags and down on to the Red Tarn path. I still get ribbed by some of the other group.....