I took part in a 25 mile challenge hike to raise money for our local Walkers Are Welcome group. And it reminded me what an interesting and varied part of the world I live in. Varied, as in: not just drizzle, which it can sometimes feel like 😉
There’s a saying something like ‘life is what happens when you’re making plans.’ (John Lennon?) For my walking compadres and I this weekend, life certainly happened whilst we weren’t looking. It snuck up and whisked away lots of years from us. You might know that feeling too? Yikes. How could this … Keep reading >
I had some time over Twixtmas / ‘Chrimbo Limbo’ which I’d blocked off for a walk on the hills with Brodie Dog. I had a notion to walk up to Millstone Edge, which I haven’t done for a while.
Then this morning friend Jenny invited me for a walk, but I couldn’t make that (I was awaiting a delivery). But the great weather and that invite made my mind up – I’d do an afternoon walk if I could (packing the head torch in case I was still out late on).
This was the third year that I’ve joined the Peak Bog Men Runners on their nighttime christmas jaunt to the middle of the moors, to decorate a previously selected fir tree (or trig point, as was last year).
The name is a misnomer for these jaunts as (a) some of the group a walkers (b) Peak Bog Women are in attendance (c) Peak Bog Canines are in attendance (d) strictly speaking we were on Marsden Moor – although at the very northern edge of the Peak District.
I haven’t been as far afield as I’d like since my recent Scotland trip. An already painful knee problem was exacerbated during the moors trekking we did. One (all ok) X-ray (‘now you need an MRI’) and an eight weeks (and counting) wait for a specialist consult – and I’m … Keep reading >