The misty peatbog of Bleaklow
On day 1 of walking the Pennine way from the Peak district up to Scotland I had started to traverse Bleaklow. I was already feeling knackered and realising I may have underestimated what I had let myself in for. I was getting soaked, walking through squelching peat bog in thick mist and driving rain, a good few miles from anywhere when I came across a 12 inch pink dildo sitting on a sodden tussock of cottongrass.

Certainly most unexpected.
( Herman Blume is unique, just like everyone else, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 10:40, 10 replies)

This should definitely win.
Though obviously I would suggest that you edit to claim the dildo was actually magenta.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 10:53, closed)

Thanks!
I have just also remembered that later the same day I was pleased to see a person ahead of me in the mist. It was guy aiming to walk to Aberdeen via the Pennine way. He was a postman from Majorca and was carrying an umbrella and a tesco bag with a loaf of bread in it. He had no real map or compass but had a nice Nikon SLR. Never saw him again after we finished the first day. He took a photo of me smoking a soggy fag in the mist at the summit which I'd like to think is out on the internet somewhere...
( Herman Blume is unique, just like everyone else, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 11:02, closed)

came 'across'?
or came 'with'?
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 11:12, closed)

One of my neighbours probably left that there
It wasn't me, honest.
(IHateSprouts is baking a huge pie shaped like an enormous pie, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 11:24, closed)

Are you sure
it wasn't the remains of a crashed B52 Superfortress seen from a long way off? There is one up there you know?
(Valentine_Sprake immanentising the eschaton since 1983, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 14:50, closed)

psssst
B29 (WWII era) not B52 (Cold war)
( The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 15:01, closed)

Maybe was a crashed U2?

( Sextant goes to him is emotionally erect, on this day, Wed 27 Apr 2011, 15:59, closed)

I'm sure it wasn't bits of plane. It was a large pink cock with a bell end and balls.
I have been to the big crash site of the B29A before. It's amazing how much debris is still there. There are plenty of other smaller crash sites around too. www.peakdistrictaircrashes.co.uk/index.htm
( Herman Blume is unique, just like everyone else, Tue 26 Apr 2011, 15:30, closed)

Unexpected Dildo
would be a great name for a rock band.
(The 2-Belo OH SHI--[Sound of impact][End of recording], Wed 27 Apr 2011, 9:29, closed)

Cock rock band, shirley.

( Sextant goes to him is emotionally erect, on this day, Wed 27 Apr 2011, 15:59, closed)