Eight of us went to Chew and did fine climbs on Dovestones Edge, in the fine weather. Six were new to Chew, and want to go again. Maybe for a weekend. Pictures were taken – which may appear elsewhere. Welcome to new member, Richard.
Had a good time, at not the Dovestones Edge meet. Ended up at Birchens, watched big heavy rain showers just miss us.
Did crouch under an overhang during a short sharp rain shower early on. All decided our own pop up cafe under Emma’s dilemma was very pleasant, and amazingly the rock dried in 20 minutes and so lots more routes were bagged.
Excellent turnout, especially considering the forecast. The thunder and lightning echoed around, by mid afternoon, so we scuttled away , gear dry. The roads back were as bad as the one up to Tigne today, on Le Tour!
Thanks to all for some fun and good routes. Linda.
What a stunning location for the club’s first away meet since the start of the pandemic, at Dalesbridge campsite, Austwick. Members stayed for varying lengths of time, some [not seen for months/years] for only one night, but a total of 35 people in all, as well as three dogs, one horse and a parrot [yes, really! – thank you Gordon]. There was climbing at Twistleton Scars and Pot Scar, and cycling on quiet roads [and discovering the best scones ever apparently] and horse riding for one. The Friday walk north of Austwick took in glacial erratics and limestone pavements [so lovely to be in such different scenery from the Peak District]. Saturday’s walk included wild swimmimg for two at Stainforth Force, and on Sunday, 14 of us explored Yordas cave in Kingsdale, followed by watching the local Cave Rescue team competently dealing with an injured motor-cyclist out on the moors, some distance from the nearest tarmac road.
On the campsite, members’ ‘accommodation’ varied from tiny tents [for the oldest members!] to campervans, motorhomes and a caravan. But nothing could compete with the Presidential palace, of a carpeted blow-up tent, with electrical hook-up for the essential fridge and heater!
Culinary delights over the weekend, included a Saturday night BBQ and a variety of excellent tarts/cakes from the boulangerie in Austwick [all made locally by the French chef]. But the prize has to go to the couple who cooked almost the full English breakfast without leaving their sleeping bags.
Thank you everyone for your various contributions to making it such a great meet – I’m only sorry that Paul Gibson, the meet organiser was unable to be there.
Six of us joined this meet. Perfect weather for this venue, high on the north side of Bleaklow.
The starred routes are some of the best on grit. Especially Via Principia, severe. Worth going just for that. As with most crags with a 45-minute walk in – less popular routes can be gritty or need a bit of veg removing. So we focused on the ones we could do! Geoff.
A dry, unusually warm and at times sunny day, saw seven of us head for Emlin trig point past impressively kept grouse butts and only one wobbly stile. Then a tramp over trackless heather moorland to the sound of curlews, led to what is normally a gentle stream, but today was a foaming torrent, which was eventually crossed by team effort. More heather, a coffee stop, the major track of Dukes road got us to the busy (saw 2 other people) Cartledge Stones where we had lunch. On the next section via New Cross (pronounced underwhelming) and more top end grouse butts to shooting lodges, we saw 7 hares. Marvellous. Finally another river crossing over Emlin Dike, much less exciting due to the bridge, led back to our starting point. So the walk was a tad under 8 miles, rough going at times, mostly on new ground to all, with only 3 people getting very wet feet. Thanks for your company.
A sunny morning greeted us for our 9am departure from Eyam. Two groups set off for a varied walk, packed with variety and elements of mystery..
The first point of interest was Cucklet Church (a natural cavern where villagers purpotedly gathered for services during the Plague isolation). After photos and mini explorations of the different entrances and exits. we meandered down the delightful Delft nature reserve, enjoying the full aroma of wild garlic.
After crossing the Stoney road, we climbed to the vast expanses of the Darlton Quarries. High above, we spied a railway track and crane, teetering on the edge of the cliff.s. This was the surprise – the film set for the latest Mission Impossible 7 movie starring Tom Cruise. No autographs as no Tom but, undeterred, we marched to the ridge, skirting meadows to take in all the views.
Down a track we stopped for a quick break before continuing to Black Harry’s Gate . We then followed an organic route, with fine views over to Froggat, down to Calver. At the earliest opportunity and following food demands from some, we sat down for lunch, in a small wooded area, amongst a colourful display of bluebells, forget-me-nots, red campion, ground ivy and celandine .
Calver village led to the banks of the River Derwent, the campsite, and then New Bridge. After half a mile we climbed steeply upward to Knoutchley Farm. A few complaints of too many hills were then heard but ignored!
A descent down a rutted lbrougth us to the outskirts of Stoney Middleton. Here we briefly stopped at the springs and the Victorian/Romanesque style bath building, admired the octagonal church (unfortunately not open) and learnt that the village was the first centre for the manufacturing of steel toe-cap boots, The last ascent of the day back , via the Boundary Stone and Plague Cottages, completed the walk.
A 10.5 mile round, quite demanding, but well worth the effort for a rich historical and cultural tour.
Nine people in two groups left Bakewell on a chilly morning. We climbed steeply, via the golf course and woodland to the upper, wide open pastures of Calton Lees. We enjoyed a leisurely refreshment stop at 3 convenient benches, with far reaching views.
Next we descended to Edensor, pausing to explore St Peter’s churchyard and visit the grave of Kathleen Kennedy (sister to JFK, married to a Devonshire and killed in a light aircraft crash at the age of 28).
The river Derwent led us away from the crowds to the far end of the estate. After an encounter with some hooded donkeys (protection from flies) we stopped for lunch, in a field above the garden centre.
A slow ascent back to the ridge took us through more pockets of woodland, where, unfortunately, only a few bluebells graced us with their presence. But a blanket of blue looked promising!
By mid afternoon the temperatures had risen considerably, so much so, that sleeping lambs could be tickled awake by Jo!
The return to cars was made by 3pm – early finish due to earlier start!
Successful day with good company and conversation.
Four members attended and successfully parked at Birchen Clough-although only just!
We then took the new forestry track out of the Snake Plantation and headed up Ashop Clough,which was easy going until we were forced to join the “normal” path near the top of the valley where some “mudness” was encountered.
After joining the Penine Way we climbed the steep ascent to the western shoulder of Kinder,where we stopped to recover,have a tea break and admire the view-the tower blocks of central Manchester clearly visible in the distance.
We then followed the northern edge of Kinder with views down the impressive Ashopton glaciated valley and beyond.Passing the rock feature known as “the Boxing Gloves” Geoff felt the urge to climb it,but the rest of us resisted the temptation.
Continuing our eastwards progress we headed for the northernmost tip of Fairbrook Naze, a surprisingly windy spot,for lunch.We rapidly put our jackets back on and sheltered in the lea of the crags.A nearby raptor gave us an aerial display,but we weren’t able to positively identify it.
Continuing our traverse eastwards we soon reached Seal Stones where the steep descent took us onto the the easier path above Gate Side Clough to the sheepfold at the bottom of Fair Brook.Once over the ford we continued to the bridge over the river Ashop and into the former area of pines,sadly now all felled.We followed the path through the contorted untidy remains in a scene reminiscent of a war painting by Paul Nash.
Emerging from this depressing area we escaped from the edge of the A 57 into the Snake Plantation and followed the path through the woods back to the cars. Mike.
Two groups set off from Lodge Moor on a bright but cold morning. We entered a small plantation, once the location for a WWII prisoner of war camp and where the remnants of huts are still clearly visible. Soon we were ascending steep fields to Rud Hill, which afforded far reaching views towards Kinder and Derwent Edges, noting a blanket of snow that had fallen overnight. Following a new path for many, we headed for White Stones, where some large rocks provided an excellent hot drink stop. Onward we continued, descending to the shores of Redmires Reservoir and then across Access Land to the picturesque Oaking Clough Reservoir, Here we basked in the sunshine and explored the attractive but deteriorating water works building. This was cut short by a burst of hail so we packed up and escaped along the Redmires conduit before crossing Ash Cabin Flats towards Wyming Brook. Taking the top path, we stopped for a short investigation of an extensive cave, where purportedly, two escaped prisoners of war hid out. Crossing Wyming Brook via the stepping stones we then headed along the the high path of Fox Hagg back towards the cars. One group (mine) overshot the last turn off at the back of the Three Merry Lads pub, so completed a total of 9 miles, whilst Andrew’s group completed 8.5 miles. Overall, a very successful walk, with everyone commenting on how they enjoyed seeing lots of CMC members for a good old catch-up!