I’d planned to head to Wales this weekend for a day’s training hike with my NSPCC HACK compadres but life intervened and more important priorities meant staying close to home. So Brodie got to hit the local hills with me – and as it turned out it was a beautiful morning for a jaunt.
I couldn’t do a really long walk but I’ve had my eye on an area called Bobus above the Wessenden valley (and Butterley Reservoir) for a while – it’s actually a pretty unremarkable area , not a high peak or (that I know) of historical or archaeological interest – but I like the name. It’s not a name I know and I couldn’t find a meaning for it so that intrigued me. And I reckoned heading for it would be about 4 or 5 miles of a round trip that would slingshot me back downhill to Marsden if I headed across to it on the Pennine Way.
As it turned out it was a just over 5 miles of blue skies, bird song courtesy of Curlew and Pheasant amongst others and fresh air.