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Peak Practice(ing)! |
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Written by Steven Procter
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Saturday, 27 October 2007 |
 Up the ladder - Jacob's Ladder A drizzly, windy forecast was not what we had hoped for and seeing the Peak district decapitated as we drove to Edale gave thoughts of gloom and miserable walking to come.We arrived in Edale and all met up for a game of Hide n' Peak, the peaks were doing the hiding today, but with a slightly brighter sky we set off across the fields below Kinder feeling like it would not be bright and sunny, but an interesting wander nonetheless. The path was easy to follow (it was the Pennine Way after all) and soon passed Upper Booth and were heading into the hills. Our next leg was up Jacobs Ladder which i had been told was 'quite steep' and i have to say it is, not in the same league as Rossett Gill, but steep enough. It was an enjoyable climb with what views that were there, rapidly being smothered in cloud. This was the start of the flat bit. After a quick check of bearings we were romping across a bizarre moonscape of rock, sand and puddles (not very lunar) with odd rock towers looming from the mist. We soon encountered something we were to become VERY familiar with - PEAT. Luckily it wan't too wet underfoot and lost no boots (or souls) to the sucking nastiness. |  A view! We had a breather at Kinder Low before having a lunch stop at the head of Red Brook, a good place to sit and wonder at how a lot of the folk up there chose to dress - jeans, trainers and a nice 3/4 length overcoat was the strangest apparel on show.The path led smoothly on to the biggest feature of the day, Kinder Downfall. We had decent views down toward Kinder Reservoir from here and stood and watched the waterfall try it's best to defy gravity! Not a lot of water coming down today, but it was still a striking place, home to a sheep that wanted feeding and struck poses for everyone with a camera! The cloud still showed no sign of lifting and was a wee bit drizzly, but no problem as we were wandering our way along the bed of the river Kinder, it felt like a walk through sand dunes with mammoth peat groughs rather than sand hills, again a very un mountainlike feel to things and about get stranger.... We passed the Kinder Gates (pillars of Hercules spring to mind) and following Johns g.p.s. we whole heartedly entered a realm of chocolate fudge. I'm glad John knew what he was doing because it is such a bleak area with deep furrows in the peat, (many well over head height) everywhere we turned. Linear walking was impossible due to lack of crossing places and we weaved our way across otherwise featureless land, only to meet another party looming from the shadows. Our g.p.s. wizard met with their g.p.s. wizard and after some strange mutterings and incantations we had acquired a bearing and two more sheep for our flock!! Sarah and Tony i believe?? We squelched, slid, swore (well i did anyway) and scrambled our way across more peat, across shallow lakes of peat, though more peat, though lakes of peat (did i mention there was some Peat??). Before miraculously emerging on the path along the southern edge of the plateau, some might call it luck, i'll say we were 'well navigated'!! Bizarrely and i think nobody else noticed it, we rejoined the path by a large rock shaped like an.. errr.. male appendage! (Photo available to the over 18's!) Nobody said anything, but i'm sure there were one or two sighs of relief at leaving the chocolate plateau behind. Sarah and Tony(??) took their leave with many a god bless you from Sarah and a lovely plug for the OFC from Angela!!! Hopefully they made it to safety. |  Crocodile shaped rock From here on in, it was literally downhill all the way, passing by more curious outcrops, (the crocodile/pig shaped one being the best) then into the lovely rocky gorge/ravine of Grindsbrook Clough. If you enjoy steep, wet, rough descents this is your place. I imagine it is a wonderful place to explore in fine weather as there are many cascades, plants and assorted nooks and crannies to investigate.Eventually the path levelled and we made our way along nice soft pasture back to Edale, where we indulged in a swift jar in the Nags Head the official start point of the Pennine way and the finish point for our Kinder wander. Dinner followed, but i'll leave it to a certain lady to let everybody know about pubs in Castleton (and their rooms). An enjoyable day despite the conditions, a real experience and i have to give many thanks to Angela and Neil for setting it up and to John for his g.p.s. wizardry (tomfoolery??) also to Sue, John and Richard for being great company. |
See more photographs on Steven's Webshots album. |
The continued good fortune of being in Cumbria along with good weather, continued again on this outing, as a few OFC again gathered in Coniston. My intentions were not to stay in Coniston, but with £100 to give to Coniston MRT it seemed logical to overnight in Coniston for two nights in order to make the best of my time. Robbie K had already contacted me to say he would join me and Lorraine also hinted at a walk out. However, as with all things, matters can change but I was mighty pleased when those who said they would walk did so. Along with myself, Robbie, Lorraine and even Steven P joined me on the long ascent of the Walna Scar Road from the village. It really was a magic morning! |
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This year I planned to be in Coniston over the Remembrance weekend. Great Gable, for many years my object of ascent on this iconic Sunday seemed a distant peak and so for practical purposes I set my sights on the summit of Great Carrs where I had visited the Halifax memorial on occasions before. With hindsight it turned out I was glad to ascend the mountain this day with four fellow OFc members, for although Great Gable was again graced by a large throng for the FRCC service, the top of Great Carrs saw but 9 to remember 8 brave men of the Canadian Royal Air Force who died there in October 1944. |
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