Having been out of commission for a while (strained tendons) I’ve lost track of the number of walks the group has done, so I’ve given up and reverted to dates. On the fourteenth of May at the dawn of the day (actually, it wasn’t dawn; that was poetic licence, allowing me to use the opening line to the folk song Bonny Black Hare), Roger and the 394 bus took us to Ernocroft whence we tacked back and forth up onto Ludworth Moor and down into the Etherow valley, then, skirting Broadbottom, and Hattersley, up a wooded valley and back to Gamesly for a bus home. The walk brought us exercise, danger, topiary, interesting signage, sheep and a vehicle that made its way into a previous walk report, even though we hadn’t seen it. Continue reading
This may be a slightly confused report, as it is being written by Stuart who (due to over-exercising his ankles) was not on the walk. Photographs by Sarah (although this may not be entirely correct).
John’s route started from Rosehill station along the Middlewood Way, but soon veered off into a fine seam of local mud. Skirting Stockport Golf Course, the walk encountered a moat. (It took me ages to find this on the map – although the Gothic script reading “Moat” was a bit of a clue.) Continue reading
On New Year’s Eve, social distancing regulations were such that we were walking in two groups of two. (This occasionally strung out into four groups of one.) The starting point was Offerton Green, and the path at the bottom of the hill alongside the brook. Continue reading
We advertised this walk for a Wednesday, but since the weather was foul and nobody was tied to the day, we changed it to a much fairer Thursday. The party took the snake path from Hayfield up onto the moor, then dropped down below Kinder Reservoir to cross to the foot of Kinder Low End. The path up is well established on the ground – indeed, part of it is, in effect, a staircase – but not marked on the OS map. Down via Swine’s Back, Edale Cross, bridleways, field paths and a deal of mud. Continue reading
This was absolutely typical of the standard of counting you get from choral singers. If a score requires them to count to seven, you’re lucky if they get as far as three. (This walk was planned for seven people.)
The walking group also seems to have developed a fixation on bottoms. Last week it was Broadbottom, this week John’s walk took us through Mousely Bottom and Brookbottom. (One of the many Brookbottoms in the area, owing to the many brooks, but the nearest one to Mousely.) Continue reading