Trawling the Peak District
Trip Start May 13, 2008
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So, through leafy Cheshire, first to Goyt Valley reservoir - largely deserted but for a few solitary fisherman and some lazy sheep...
And this was when I attempted to run off around the reservoir... I'm doing the Bath vs Loughborough University Running Battle Challenge, whereby you have a pedometer in your shoe, and a transmitter attached to your ipod, and as you run/walk it calculates your distance, pace and calories burnt... anyway, the challenge is to get more kilometres than our arch rivals Loughborough, hence me using it everywhere. My parents unfortunately reigned me in so we could go for a "nice walk" around a small circumference of the reservoir at a somewhat leisurely pace - not good for the km tally! Nevertheless, a good time was had by all, sheep included...
We then made our way through the rolling hills to Buxton - infamous for its bottled water...
I thought it was quite a nice little joint really - the brickwork reminded me of Bath, and the isolation was rather charming... if only from a fleeting perspective. Anyway, it merely a stopgap to the centrepiece of the Peak District, Castleton Gorge - pictures don't really do justice to the immensity of it, I categorically loved it...
At the bottom of the road through the Gorge there were a couple of caverns - we briefly attempted to queue for one with underground waterways which Dad said was the best, but they only took a few people at the time, so it would have taken forever - school boy error coming on Bank Holiday weekend!
Ahh well, via a few little detours winding through the countryside we stopped again at LadyBower Reservoir for a jolly walk...
Take from the photos of my ridiculous hair how windy it was!
Dad then drove the infamous "Snake Pass" back up to Glossop... I think we actually drove over the top of the world, it was all deserted moorland like it was prehistoric or something...
Anyway - moral of the story: if you ever find yourself in Warrington with nothing to do, and a little transport, get out, for there are infinitely better places in the vicinity. Even better, grab a bike and whizz down Castleton Gorge.
Endnote: returning to Warrington and the end of such experiences may be highly regrettable!
Thank you mother and father x