Two groups set off in opposite directions from Langsett Barn car park at an earlier meet up time of 9.00 to overcome clock changes. It seems the rest of South Yorkshire had the same idea. However we were soon away from cars and people as we circled around Midhope and Langsett Reservoirs. Blue sky, far-reaching views and a blustery wind accompanied us most of the day. White horses galloped across the top of the water and we found new paths and pockets of woodland. Stops were made on a rickety bench for coffee and later a waterside retreat for lunch, where the only Castle Dipper was the dog. We visited the ruins of North America and had a history lesson when considering its name origin. A foray onto the moors took us onto Mickleden Edge and then back to the shoreline before the last section back to the cars. How the two groups never crossed I don’t know. The sub-group leader assures me he followed the route as instructed. Successful walk and clocked in at 9-10 miles – a little under estimation this week. Thank you all for the company.
Five gathered at Endcliffe Park to set off on the Sheffield Round Walk. It was a busy morning with joggers, bikers and dogs on extended leads, so a cracking pace was set to escape the crowds. I was hoping that the walking speed may even out but alas it did not! First point of interest was the WWII war memorial for the B-17 Flying Fortress known as MI Amigo. Following the River Porter through various sections of park we met Mike at Forge Dam, as arranged, and continued to the head of the valley. The round continued via Limb Valley and numerous stretches of woodland and green space on the south-west side of the city. After Graves Park we descended via the Gleadless Valley -passing Bishops House and in to the Sheaf Valley for a more urbanised return to the start. Plenty of trees and colours but perhaps missing that magical bit of sunshine to appreciate them in their full glory. Billed as 13 miles was a major underestimation. All of the gizmos ticking away clocked up over 16 miles. Twelve feet were certainly feeling it too. Well done team! Enjoyed the chat – I certainly know a lot about van conversions now. Must admit I went home to tea, white wine, hot bath and comfort food dinner but not in that order. Next week’s walk is as billed and not some wild mileage guestimate!!
Blue skies and a blustery wind welcomed the two groups of five walkers at Redmires Road. The journey began through the woodland of Fox Hagg, with short pauses for fungi photos and an exploration of a hidden culvert. After Rivelin dams and a babbling brook, we ascended to the Headstone. Here, Chris and Hugh summited via two separate routes. Traversing the moorlang above Oaking Clough, one group made good use of a shooting bluff for coffee, whilst the others strode on. We joined the far end of the Conduit, after passing some old military training trenches. At the small header reservoir one group stopped for lunch whilst the other investigated the now derelict Stanage Lodge. Onward from here we followed an unmapped but well trodden path to High Neb. The Stanage shelter-come- bus stop provided a useful location for a second lunch. Walking along the top of Stanage we admired the views and noted how many trees were changing colour. Next came Stanage Pole, the Roman road and Redmires. Here, the groups diverged in routes. One went over White Stones moor, whilst the other followed the reservoir shoreline – mainly due to a case of blisters. Back at cars, official mileage: group 1 = 10 miles, group 2 = 11.5 miles. A welcome refreshment outside The Sportsman before home. A day of “cat and mouse” or “hare and tortoise”, depending on perception. Great route, weather and company!
Without sounding too Blightonesque “Five went a hiking” from Moscar along Derwent Edge. Clear views of the Kinder edges, blue skies and plenty of blustery wind ensued. We squeezed in a quick coffee stop and a detour to Lost Lad before lunch and then trudged down the track to Strines and Dale Dike Reservoirs. The difference in weather pattern in the valley was marked. In the balmy air, layers were shed, before a pleasant walk along the water’s edge, noting date plates and solid Victorian architecture. Climbing a little above Strines we found a welcoming bench at Holes Clough where we took sips of water. We found a delightful rhododendron tunnel and an old ice house at Sugworth Hall. The last half mile along the lane then took us to the cars. Around 11 miles – plenty to see, plenty of variety, plenty of good company! Thank you. Ali.
Seven members assembled at the Birchen Clough layby for a 10am start. We set off down beside the stream to the Snake Inn then across the Ashop river to the path up beside Fairbrook. The meet leader was not as fit as he had thought he was, and at the top the group kindly decided to take the shorter route westwards along the edge to Ashop Head then down the Snake Path beside the Ashop river. This reduced the walk from 12 miles to 8, but was still enjoyed by all on a sunny, if cold, day. Dave C.
Seven members met in the rain and set off from Buxton market place to catch the train to Whaley Bridge. There we walked as far as a cafe opposite the station and participated in some al fresco carbo loading, with a delicious selection of cakes and, disappointingly, lukewarm coffee. The rain had stopped! Off we set at 12 noon through the Memorial Park and alongside Toddbrook Reservoir, where ongoing work continues. After some boggy fields and a few trees we arrived at Taxal church. Upstream along the Goyt, a very attractive woodland path led to Errwood Reservoir where two convenient benches provided a lunch stop. The conspiratorial weather then decided to hail and emit a heavy shower just as we sat down. The onward fast-paced journey crossed the dam and ascended above Fernilee Reservoir along the old railway track, opening up into stunning open moorland. At the tunnel we trudged across the moors to then descend onto Bishop’s Lane. After a scolding about a well behaved dog off the lead, we headed across Cavendish golf course to the outskirts of Buxton. then through the Pavilion Gardens back to the town centre. This route is the final stage of the PD boundary walk, billed in the guide as 10.2 miles but various gizmos informed us that it was over 11.2 miles with over 1600 feet ascent. Great route with great company and ever increasing sunshine during the afternoon.
11 people (including 4 from Derwent MC) did a quite good walk from Holloway. From Holloway we made our way down to the Cromford canal via the Dukes Quarry, once leased by Leon’s employer Wildgoose Construction.. Then up again for more views and back down to canal before a final pull up to Riber Castle which was built by John Smedley, mill owner. Smedley’s is still going and on Sunday we learnt that they are the manufacturers of the Queen’s knickers. Back to Holloway via the gorgeous hamlet of Dethick, home of the Babingtons, one of whom was beheaded by Queen Elizabeth I for plotting to put Mary Queen of Scots on the throne
A fitting International WOmen’s day walk as it passed the birthplaces of Florence Nightingale (nurse and statistician) and Alison Uttley author of a number of children’s books. She won a scholarship to Manchester University to read physics and in 1906 she became the second woman honours graduate of the university.
Apologies for those who came for the blip in map reading before lunch. Elen.
7 members and a dog met outside “the Horns” in High Bradfield on a beautiful sunny morning,but with a bracing wind gusting at 50mph.
After an enforced uphill road walk ,due to footpath closures,we descended by the track along the edge of Rocher Wood and then traversed below Agden Rocher.A steep climb then led up above Rocher Head but with the strong south westerly wind actually helping propel us upwards!
Enjoying the views westward we crossed the edge of White Lee Moor and then descended through woods to Broomhead Reservoir,stopping briefly for tea in a sunny clearing.
Broomhead Reservoir led on to Morehead reservoir where lunch was taken by a convenient table and bench-much to the disappointment of another walker who announced that he had set out early to secure the table for his group.
After lunch a steady climb led to Brightholmlee,with some of us stopping to photograph a lone clump of daffodils.The imminent closing date for entries for the photographic competition obviously influencing some!
The curious Glen Howe country park was then crossed with a group photo on the attractive pack horse bridge.
Passing Foldrings and the hill beyond,we then descended into the Coumes Vale Plantation.At this point the meet leader’s suggestion of a deviation from the planned route to reduce the walk’s overall length and avoid an imminent lengthy
muddy section was agreed to by the whole party without exception.
So,the decision taken,we left the Plantation and fought our way to gain the high ground beyond against the full force of the wind.All that was left then- was the descent to High Bradfield.Unfortunately the final section was an absolute quagmire-so having avoided one set of “mudness” we found another probably worse!
A great day with plenty of wind and sun,but ( a rear thing these days) no rain.!
Thanks to all who came for your company.
After a flurry of emails regarding food and late withdrawals, 10 of us eventually braved the dire threats of Storm Dennis and arrived at the George Starkey hut on Friday afternoon. The evening was split, some opting to self cater, others to try the charms of the White Lion.
Saturday started fairly gently (if a little early for some). Despite the weather forecast Paul E and dog had an extended walk to the summit of St Sunday crag, Geoff found himself at the foot of Striding Edge where he became involved helping a couple who’d convinced themselves that camping by Red Tarn was a good idea!
The meet leader had an ulterior motive, lunchtime football watching in the White Lion to follow a walk around Aira Force reached by car. The rest had a plan for a 3 hour circular walk via the Brotherswater Hotel. However, first one, then two found that the waterfall walk was favourable (it was raining by now). Eventually all 8 were loaded into 2 cars, transported to the car park and began. The falls were spectacular (pics on Facebook) but by the time the circuit was complete the rain was torrential and wind rising. Retreat to footy for me, Jo had cunningly forgotten her waterproof trousers and Chris, ever the gentleman offered to drive her back to the hut. The remaining 5 walked the hour and a half back passing Ullswatwer looking more like a choppy sea scape.
Although the communal main meal had been abandoned, starters were cooked and served by Jo and Chris and a range of puddings arrived.
A fairly early night ensued, good job as early starts were the order of Sunday. Geoff waited in vain for a friend due to arrive at 8am, dog and Paul went out for early trek, Paul and Vanda waited for family to arrive for lunch the rest went out for a walk on a gradually improving day with blue skies emerging.
Storm Dennis never really arrived, yes it was wet enough to fill the field behind the hut, yes it was a bit windy but nothing exceptional, no it didn’t stop us going out or getting home without problems. Too many of these dodgy warnings and people will stop believing them.
Thanks to those who made it, especially the cooks, sorry for those struck down by bugs. Better luck next time.
Paul and Vanda