Walk: 10:15am to 1:15pm, 6 miles and 701ft of ascent
It was 28 years today that Donna made me an honest man, and as with that day, the sun was shining and it was dry and mild. So what a better day than to celebrate our anniversary with a walk in the Peak District followed by a meal at our favourite place in the area where we would walk, Fox House. And all topped off by a few hours at home relaxing out on the decking with our feet up.
As Donna had to buy some new walking boots due to the small hole in the Goretex lining of her old ones, it was an ideal day to try them out. So not too taxing a walk, not too many ascents, and not too much water was needed. I had the ideal place, a walk along the top of Froggatt Edge and Curbar Edge. We knew it would be busy given the fair weather and the fact that it is a bit of a 'honey spot', but to be honest most places were likely to be busy today.
So we headed off relatively early and were parked up a little after 10am after the 45 minute drive across Sheffield. We parked in the National Trust car-park near Nether Padley and headed up onto Froggatt Edge. The walk along these edges in the Peaks are always extremely enjoyable as the views are magnificent and all the large stone boulders above the edges and protruding from below the ground always amaze. You are left wondering just how they got there, and what has shaped them.
What did spoil the view a little this morning was the hazy view out to the hills and valleys beyond. We weren't sure whether it was simply haze that would burn off at some point (although it never really did) or the cloud of smog that was travelling up the UK from France; I'm guessing the latter. Whilst it didn't spoil the walk, it did wash out the views a little.
Our route continued along Curbar Edge, and it was here that we had to stop so that Donna could apply a plaster to her right heel as the boot had started to rub a little; always a risk when wearing in new boots. After a quick drink we continued, crossing the road near Warren Lodge and heading up onto Baslow Edge where we were hoping to see the Highland Cattle as I had read that there were young calves around, they are in my opinion the most fantastic looking member of the Bovine family.
However, after walking for another 15 minutes or so Donna's foot was starting to rub a little more, so we decided to turn around and head back. We'd had a really enjoyable walk so it wasn't an issue; not really worth the risk of it blistering up. On our route back though Donna tripped over a rock protruding from the ground and hit the floor like a tree being felled. Flat on her front, and to make matters worse she had her DSLR around her neck so the camera body was forced into her sternum.
Thankfully no serious damage, a few scrapes, lumps and bruises and very sore, we're just hoping that by tomorrow the pain in the middle of her chest has subsided a little or it may be a short trip to A&E to get her checked out. And to make matters worse, after getting back to the car and taking the short drive to Fox House it was really busy so we didn't dine there! It was time for our back-up plan then; back home for fish and chips, then later on a tub of ice-cream....well it is our anniversary after all.
It was 28 years today that Donna made me an honest man, and as with that day, the sun was shining and it was dry and mild. So what a better day than to celebrate our anniversary with a walk in the Peak District followed by a meal at our favourite place in the area where we would walk, Fox House. And all topped off by a few hours at home relaxing out on the decking with our feet up.
As Donna had to buy some new walking boots due to the small hole in the Goretex lining of her old ones, it was an ideal day to try them out. So not too taxing a walk, not too many ascents, and not too much water was needed. I had the ideal place, a walk along the top of Froggatt Edge and Curbar Edge. We knew it would be busy given the fair weather and the fact that it is a bit of a 'honey spot', but to be honest most places were likely to be busy today.
So we headed off relatively early and were parked up a little after 10am after the 45 minute drive across Sheffield. We parked in the National Trust car-park near Nether Padley and headed up onto Froggatt Edge. The walk along these edges in the Peaks are always extremely enjoyable as the views are magnificent and all the large stone boulders above the edges and protruding from below the ground always amaze. You are left wondering just how they got there, and what has shaped them.
What did spoil the view a little this morning was the hazy view out to the hills and valleys beyond. We weren't sure whether it was simply haze that would burn off at some point (although it never really did) or the cloud of smog that was travelling up the UK from France; I'm guessing the latter. Whilst it didn't spoil the walk, it did wash out the views a little.
Our route continued along Curbar Edge, and it was here that we had to stop so that Donna could apply a plaster to her right heel as the boot had started to rub a little; always a risk when wearing in new boots. After a quick drink we continued, crossing the road near Warren Lodge and heading up onto Baslow Edge where we were hoping to see the Highland Cattle as I had read that there were young calves around, they are in my opinion the most fantastic looking member of the Bovine family.
However, after walking for another 15 minutes or so Donna's foot was starting to rub a little more, so we decided to turn around and head back. We'd had a really enjoyable walk so it wasn't an issue; not really worth the risk of it blistering up. On our route back though Donna tripped over a rock protruding from the ground and hit the floor like a tree being felled. Flat on her front, and to make matters worse she had her DSLR around her neck so the camera body was forced into her sternum.
Thankfully no serious damage, a few scrapes, lumps and bruises and very sore, we're just hoping that by tomorrow the pain in the middle of her chest has subsided a little or it may be a short trip to A&E to get her checked out. And to make matters worse, after getting back to the car and taking the short drive to Fox House it was really busy so we didn't dine there! It was time for our back-up plan then; back home for fish and chips, then later on a tub of ice-cream....well it is our anniversary after all.
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