Today, the weather Gods smiled upon us! When we woke and looked out on the world (well, the Long Mynd) we saw clear blue skies and sunshine, with visibility clear for several miles. It wasn’t a day to waste, so as soon as we’d scoffed some toast washed down with coffee we donned our walking gear and headed down into Church Stretton. After a brief stop to pick up some goodies from Steele’s family bakery (their chocolate brownie is excellent, as is the fruit flapjack) we headed up to the Burway before striking off across country to follow the town brook path uphill.
Not a place you want to get trapped on in winter.The town brook burbles adjacent to the footpath towards Long Synalds – on the lower sections anyway, after that, the footpath begins to gain height. – as this view shows! Here, we’re looking back towards Church Stretton with Caer Caradoc on the horizon and the Devil’s Mouth in the mid-distance. Having made it up to 425 meters we swung round to the South side of Townbrook valley in order to get to look back over the valley and towards the North. Looking back down over Church Stretton with Caer Caradoc to the left. One of the ‘wild’ horses that can be found wandering the Long Mynd. They’re not actually wild, but the area is common grazing land.Looking West across Yearlet towards Long Synalds. This time of year the colours are amazing as all the bracken is dying back. Dawn atop Ashlet just before we began our descent to Ashes Hollow and the footpath towards Little Stretton. What a contrast in weather, we’d have been in cloud level with zero visibility if we’d been up here over the past few days! Considering it’s nearly mid November temperatures were a balmy 12 degrees, with very little wind. Almost there! We’ve followed Ashes Hollow and the stream to the edge of Little Stretton. This house is the first sign of human habitation, but still within the area managed by the National Trust.
Having been walking for several hours we made a welcome pitstop at the Green Dragon pub. This friendly little pub serves a good selection of real ales and decent ‘pub grub’. I treated myself to the scampi (because it’s not something I’d cook at home) whilst Dawn plumped for the fish and chips.
Scampi, chips and peas with Tartare sauce. I felt I’d earned it!
Fed and watered, we continued our walk back into Church Stretton and home via another pitstop in our ‘local’ the Kings Arms. Now we’re back at the ranch, relaxing and wondering what tomorrow will bring. This Shropshire sojourn is coming to an end, we leave in the morning to head back to West Yorkshire, but the weather forecast is promising torrential rain for most of the journey – bar a small window in the morning that we may be able to make the most of en-route. Let’s see what happens…
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Today’s been a good one here at Bigland Towers. Dawn was up early to travel to Holmfirth for a Reiki treatment whilst I stayed at home and caught up on some work, then gardening. The weather’s taken a change for the better here in the Pennines. Whilst we’re not back into heatwave territory the sun has made a welcome return, which has made all the difference.
This afternoon we decided to take time out and explore part of the area we’ve never walked before. This was the moors West of the Warley Moor Reservoir (which is home to the Halifax sailing club) onto Midgeley Moor, . The views up here are really good. You can see for miles in most directions. This time of year the heather is just springing into bloom which adds even more colours to the landscape.
Here’s a few pictures.
Looking East from Midgeley Moor. In the middle distance you can see the sails of yachts and sailboards on the reservoir whilst in the background are the wind turbines on Ovenden Moor.The footpath we traversed follows a catchwater drain which is crossed by several old stone bridges like this.Taking a break on the moors.
Having walked several miles we retraced out route back to the car to drive down the other side of the hills to nearby Oxenhope where we called in at the Bay Horse Inn, a lovely little pub which we’ve passed several times before but never visited. Today we put that omission right. They serve a great selection of well-kept real ales which you can quaff outdoors in their large seating area at the front of the pub. It’s a lovely sun-trap where you can watch the world go by.
Now we’re back at Bigland Towers, having a quiet night in and putting our (tired) feet up. Tomorrow’s weather’s looking good so we’re planning to catch up with a few chores before getting out again before the working week starts again. Watch this space…
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Today, after a busy morning at home sorting out various chores we decided to abandon Bigland Towers and make the most of the cooling weather to get out for a walk and explore somewhere new. The state of the counties reservoirs is a hot topic as we’re one of the few places with a hosepipe ban – despite the fact you can’t walk far in Pennines without falling over a reservoir!
We decided to drive up the the hills above Walsden and Mytholmroyd, where the Calder valley snakes around the moors and head for a trio of catchments, namely the Warland, Light Hazzles and White Holme reservoirs.
But first we stopped off at a location we’d visited the other week. Baitings Reservoir (at the bottom right of the map), where the level has dropped a good 2-3 feet since our visit on the 7th. The old bridge in the picture has become quite a tourist attraction!
Heading on up the hill we parked the car on the road down to Cragg Vale before heading off along one of the dirt roads that form much of the walk, which isn’t strenuous as the area is actually pretty flat. The area’s popular with dog walkers, but that brings me on to a real gripe. The gate from the main road is a dumping ground for bags of dogshit. I mean – why? Do these people believe in the existence of a poo-fairy, who will magically remove them because they’re too lazy to dispose of them or don’t want their precious cars contaminated?
Take it home with you – or don’t have a dog. Why should the rest of us have to put up with yours and your dog’s mess?
First stop was White Holme reservoir, which – was only down by a few feet, not bad compared to some. The levels left these little beach areas exposed, which would have made a pleasant place for a picnic.
Next was the Light Hassles Reservoir, a narrow body of water that bridges and connects the other two bodies of water. This seemed to be at its normal level.
Before heading on to the third and final reservoir we took a detour to admire the views, which would be superb on a clear sunny day, because you can see right across to Manchester – and beyond. En-route to the viewpoint we passed a few dozen cows which were grazing or drinking, supremely unbothered by the odd human walking past, disturbing their idyll.
Cows ignoring us and the views, with the skyscrapers of the city of Manchester visible on the horizon. Hollinwood lake in the foreground, the warehouses of Milnrow in the middle-distance and the city of Manchester on the horizon. I’d love to pop back here on a clear sunny morning to see how the view looks.
Having taken time to soak up the scenery we continued on to the last reservoir – Warland, which was suffering from the lack of rainfall.
That’s a lot of missing water!
This particular reservoir was bult in the 1850s by the Rochdale Canal company to ensure a ready supply of water to keep the canal across this part of the Pennines open. It was extended in the 1920s by Rochdale Corporation Water Works, who left their mark with stonework like this.
We really enjoyed the walk, which covered around 4 miles. We’d loved to have explored more (Stoodley Pike is only a short walk away) but we’d run out of time. Instead we headed home via Cragg Vale and a couple of drinks in the always welcoming Robin Hood pub where I managed to make the young lady behind the bar’s day. She spotted my camera which I lent it to her for a while so that she could have a play after she’d knocked off work. Having studied photography she was delighted to be able to muck around with such a serious piece of kit. I love being able to do that!
The heatwave is due to end this next week with rain predicted on Tuesday. I doubt it’s going to make much of a difference, so expect more reservoir blogs over the summer…
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Today we decided to eschew our usual walking locations around West Yorkshire for a change of scenery by venturing further (but not too far) afield. The recent gales had smashed some plant pots in the garden and to replace them like for like we had to visit a garden centre near Holmfirth, so as we were in that neck of the woods we chose the nearby Langsett reservoir as a suitable place for a stroll. It’s surrounded by pine woods and has a pub and cafe in the village nearby, so all the right boxes were ticked.
It was a walk we really enjoyed because of the contrasts. Here’s how it looks on Ordnance Survey maps.
Having left the car in the (free) Yorkshire Water carpark we headed West along the woods at Langsett bank on the North side of the reservoir. There’s some impressive pine trees along the path. Mere striplings they ain’t!
At the far end we crossed over an attractive stone arch bridge then explored a short distance along the little Don river which feeds the reservoir. I spotted these interesting rock formations along its banks.
Rock sandwich anyone?
Doubling back on ourselves to the bridge we then began the climb along the South side up onto the moors at Hingcliff common which offer great views across the area. The heather’s in flower at the moment, which adds extra colour to the scene.
The rest of the walk took us along well defined paths back down to the reservoir and through the woods which border the Southern side as far as the dam itself. These allow access to the water’s edge, where we were surprised to see just how low the water levels were. Considering we’ve had such a wet Spring and Summer we were at a loss to understand why water levels were so low.
Looking back to Langsett (on the left side of the dam) and the dam itself.
Back in the village we stopped off for a well-earned drink at the local pub, the grade 2 listed Waggon and Horses, which dates from 1828. The pub serves real ales (Abbeydale Moonshine and Timothy Taylors Boltmaker were on today) as well as food and it also has a beer garden which partly overlook the reservoir. The size of the pub’s deceptive, as it’s a lot larger on the inside than it first appears, having several rooms. It also offers accommodation.
We certainly enjoyed the change of scenery and we were lucky with the weather, which has been unpredictable to say the least. Tomorrow we’re expecting traditional bank-holiday conditions. Rain!
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Today we decided to blow a few cobwebs away and head out for a hike to a place we’ve never walked up before – Pendle Hill, over in Lancashire. We know the area reasonably well as we had a friend who lived in nearby Clitheroe who we used to visit, but we’d never ventured up the historic hill. As we’ve been looking to try walking somewhere different for a change we thought ‘why not’?
The area’s just over an hours drive from where we live in West Yorkshire, with some great scenery on the way – a mix of wooded valley and old industrial revolution heritage. Our first port of call was the village of Pendleton, which nestles at the foot of the hill. It’s a pretty, historic little village with a cracking pub called The Swan with Two Necks.
The Swan also has a large beer garden (and marquee) at the rear of the pub.A selection of Lancashire and Yorkshire beers of varying strengths including a stout – plus a cider.
The Swan has an excellent selection of real ales and good pub grub. It’s very popular with walkers and tourists visiting the area, so if you’re planning to eat booking is essential.
Having refreshed ourselves we drove back as far as the Nick of Pendle on the Clitheroe Rd where there’s parking adjacent to the path which will take you to the summit of the hill. This is a longer walk than most, but it doesn’t suffer from the steep gradients that the shorter routes do. It also offers some fantastic views en-route.
There’s a rather poignant memorial at the start of the path which is dedicated to two world war 2 airmen (one Australian, one American) who lost their lives when their planes crashed on the hill.
Here’s a few pictures from the walk.
Dawn posing for the camera as we began our walk to the summit. The view from the summit, looking over Black Moss Reservoirs with the towns of Nelson and Colne beyond. Walking back down to the Clitheroe road with Blackburn hidden behind the hills.
Now we’re relaxing at home, resting tired knees and associated muscles before another active day tomorrow – although one that will be very much home-based.
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As promised by the weather forecast Saturday turned out to be a bright, crisp and sunny day – so the pair of us tore ourselves away from computer screens and headed over to the Hope Valley in Derbyshire for an afternoon out walking somewhere where we’d been promising to revisit but had never got around to doing so. The 517m high Mam Tor and the ridge Eastwards to Lose Hill along the South side of the valley is a wonderful (if at times challenging) walk. The views South across the Hope Valley and North across Edale are sublime.
With the weather being so good the area was teeming with walkers and it was great to see so many people of all ages and backgrounds enjoying walking. Oh, and not to mention the paragliders who were also out in force! The skies above the ridge were teeming with them as they drifted lazily on the winds.
Here’s a few pictures from the day.
The ridge affords some excellent photograph opportunities to capture shots of trains passing through Edale between Manchester and Sheffield. Here’s a Trans-Pennine Express service made up of units 185103 and 185123 working.1B79, the 1226 Cleethorpes to Manchester Piccadilly. Northern trains run the only local stopping service. Here’s one of their Class 195s working 2S72, the 1349 Manchester Piccadilly to Sheffield passing the base of Lose Hill. The autumn colours and low light in Edale were stunning. Walkers descending Lose Hill on their way East into the Hope Valley with the railway curving away in the centre of the picture. The edge of the village of Castleton can be seen to the right.This is the 463m high Win Hill seen Eastwards across Edale from Lose Hill along with some rather moody skies on the horizon.The same view from Mam Tor and zoomed out to show the landscape and colours in slightly different light.
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Sadly, I don’t think I’m going to be getting out to do much exploring like this over the next week. Instead, I’ll be glued to a screen at home writing for a living. Not that I’m complaining as there’s a damn sight worse ways of earning a living, and if I get lots of type-swiping done quickly, who knows what I might be able to get up to later in the week?…
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Just a short blog from me today – although I’ll flesh it out when I have a little more time when I’m back at work.
Today the pair of us passed the day walking on the Long Mynd above the little town of Church Stretton in Shropshire. The Mynd’s a heath and moorland plateau that’s been designated and Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty (AONB). It’s reached by a series of steep climbs from the town – which it towers over. Unlike when we climbed nearby Caer Caradoc we were lucky with the weather, as these pictures show. I’ll describe the area in more detail soon…
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It’s bank holiday Monday and the weather’s absolutely stonking! After spending a morning pottering around at home, picture-editing and sorting out some chores Dawn and I are preparing to walk through the Calder Valley to a favourite old haunt, the Robin Hood pub in Cragg Vale, which is a great place for a spot of lunch after a few hours walking. No doubt we’ll have time to post a few pictures and comments later, so watch this space.
15:31.
We’ve stopped for a break at the Shoulder of Mutton in Mytholmroyd after walking down the hill to Sowerby Bridge, crossed the Calder, then slogged uphill to Sowerby on a road I call ‘Lost dreams Rd’ because it’s always littered with failed lottery scratch cards! In the distance you can see our starting point under the Wainhouse Tower.
The view the other way (looking along the valley towards Mytholmroyd) isn’t bad either!
23:18
It’s the end of the day and it’s been a very active one. We made it to the Robin Hood for an excellent Sunday lunch (OK, it’s bank holiday Monday, but never mind) of succulent lamb and Yorkshire puddings, accompanied by a huge amount of vegetables (not in the picture).
For £10, it can’t be beaten. Whilst we were eating a drama was unfolding which made it feel like we were actually in an episode of ‘Emmerdale Farm’, only this wasn’t fiction. Poor Roger (the landlord) and his wife had suffered a serious arson attack and trashing of vehicles on his farm, apparently carried out by some young teenage scrotes who’re causing trouble in the area. The police had arrived to gather information whilst a number of concerned locals were popping in to see if they were alright or offer help. Meanwhile, in the bar, other locals were complaining about the outrageous prices in a nearby pub (which shall remain nameless) and a less than placid relationship between a local couple (who will also remain nameless).
We ended up having a couple of drinks in a very quiet Sowerby Bridge after walking back along the Rochdale canal. I got the impression the good weather had meant that many people had stayed at home with a barbecue and a few beers. Still, we’d had a good days exercise, as the screen for my Fitbit shows.
I’ve had another day working from home – which has been fortunate as the weather’s been pretty mixed to – say the least. One of the beauties of homework is that I can nip out for an afternoon constitutional when staring at a screen and a numb bum combine to force me to take time out.
Right now the woodland around where we live is at its autumnal best as the leaves have turned from green to a range of coppers and yellows, depending on the type of tree and its location. All I need now is some spare time and a sunny day to get a few pictures to really do it justice, rather than a couple of shots grabbed on my phone in the woods I’ve just walked through. Still…
Here’s the view from the edge of Halifax, looking across the Calder Valley. See what I mean about the trees?
Right now I’m down in Sowerby Bridge, taking a break from the rain before walking back up the hill to home. The weather’s closed in and the skies have opened. As a photographer, I really don’t mind the rain. OK, it could be a bugger if you were trying to shoot some picturesque calender shots, but the way light reflects off wet surfaces is a delight to play with – as are the colours. I’ll update this blog with a couple of examples later.
17:53.
Here’s what I mean, these pictures just wouldn’t have the same impact if it hadn’t been raining.
The weather forecast isn’t as good as it was but we’re off to Ilkley for a days walking with friends regardless. For once we’re not travelling by rail. Instead we’re in a rather different vehicle. Can you guess what it is?
It’s a Tesla.
So, part of the day was really interesting for a completely different reason – the chance to travel in an electric car, hear what the owner thought of it and gather our own impressions.
Jason’s had his Tesla for two years and covered a fair bit of ground in it as he uses it for both business and pleasure. I doubt he’ll mind me describing him as a car enthusiast who’s owned many different vehicles over the years.
Firstly, here’s my impressions of the Tesla S. It’s very roomy, but then it’s a big car. A lot of space inside the saloon is saved by the lack of a transmission. The fact it doesn’t have an engine means it has a (small) front boot as well as a rear one. It’s also very quiet – and stable, that’s because the battery covers the base of the chassis between the wheels, giving the vehicle a very low centre of gravity. Acceleration is impressive, very impressive. It would easily beat shit off a shovel. Jason told me it will do 0-30 in something like 1.5 seconds. He gave us a demonstration of what happens when by putting his foot down for a few seconds and it really did move (all within the speed limit of course).
Then come the caveats. Jason and his partner Nikki talked about the vehicles autopilot and the problems they’ve experienced. Apparently, you can trust it(ish) on roads where there’s clearly defined white lines, but if there’s none – forget it. Jason talked about the time he’d left the car in Autopilot when he was in a queue at traffic lights. The car suddenly decided to take off. Now, when you consider that at Tesla S weighs well over 2 tons and can accelerate rapidly, that’s a lot of kinetic energy – as the car in front that the Tesla didn’t sense found out. Jason’s Tesla rear-ended it so hard that it caused £10,000 worth of damage! Other things I learned were that the build quality is ‘typically American’ (and no, that’s not a compliment) and that because of the cars limited (but still impressive) battery charge life, you really have to be careful about travelling long distances as you have to make sure you can find working charging points. They’re not ‘go anywhere’ vehicles, but I’m sure that this factor will change as the technology improves and expands.
All in all I was quite impressed with the vehicle, just not the much-vaunted auto-pilot capability. Electric cars are certainly here to stay and the technology will continue to develop and improve. They cold make a real difference, but we have to be realistic about them. I still remain deeply cynical about the autonomous car hype and Jason’s experiences re-enforced that. Oh, there’s also the small matter that a Tesla isn’t exactly cheap, this one cost North of £65,000, which doesn’t exactly put it in the household car spending bracket. That said, other car companies will produce mass produced vehicles – which Tesla is failing to do.
OK, I realise that I’ve turned into ‘Top Gear’ here, so let’s get away from cars. The four of us had headed over to Ilkley for a day walking and chance to catch up – and we couldn’t have chosen a better day. Despite the forecast we didn’t see a spot of rain. In fact, the weather was far sunnier than was expected, so we had a great few hours exploring Ilkley Moor. Here’s a selection of pictures.
Looking across Wharfedale North-East from above the Cow and Calf rocks on Ilkley Moor. There’s an interesting collection of ‘golf-ball’ radar installations on the horizon, but I’ve no idea where they are as I can’t find them on any maps!
Looking down on Ilkley from the Moor, with the railway station middle left of the picture.
The Cow and Calf rocks are a busy tourist destination as there’s a car-park just below them. They’re a good base from which to explore the Moor.
A closer view of the Cow and Calf rocks.
Close to the rocks is the hotel and pub of the same name. It’s a great place to have a meal or a drink whilst admiring the views.
Paul Bigland 