Thursday, 30 June 2022

Peak District Boundary Walk (Part 1)


Bollington – Old Glossop,   17th – 19th June 2022

Introduction

 

It was the weekend of the Long Distance Walkers Association’s 50th Anniversary and the South Manchester Group had asked for suggestions as to how this might be celebrated. I  proposed that a 50-mile walk might be appropriate and that the Peak District Boundary Walk was a local route that was easily accessible. The 50 miles between Bollington and Old Glossop had good transport links with Manchester, Stockport and Macclesfield. After a slow acceptance and much reconnoitring, the scheme eventually gained momentum and received  great support from both the South Manchester and High Peak Groups.

 

Friday 17th June 2022                       Bollington – Buxton

Hottest Day of the Year

 

Bridget and David had offered to pick me up on their way through Macclesfield and we called into the railway station to collect Andrea. We drove to the Vale Car Park in Bollington and walked up to Pool End, the official start of our walk. Frank and Quentin were waiting for us and just after 9am, the six of us set off on the first day of our 50-mile expedition. The forecast was for very hot temperatures so sun-cream and sunhats were the order of the day. The first 5 miles of the route were in a generally northerly direction taking us further away from Buxton, our ultimate goal. We stopped briefly to look at the capped coal shaft about Bakestonedale and again at the lovely cottages at Birchencliff. The Coffee Tavern on Shrigley Road was a tempting refreshment stop but it was far too early for such frivolities. Instead we paused for ten minutes at a bench on the canal tow-path before crossing the metal footbridge, listening to one of Quentin’s lectures, and ascending into Lyme Park.

 

The first major climb of the day led us up beside Lantern Wood and over the ridge to the old Moorside Hotel, now a school. An easy descent into Whaley Bridge emerged right opposite the Bridge Bakehouse where we sat in the sun and any shade we could find. I demolished a large piece of cake in preparation for the second half of our day’s walk and David went back for more. Down in the Goyt Valley and out of the breeze, it was really hotting up. We set off again into the park and up the side of the damaged wall of the dam which had made the national news three years ago. There was some shade along the wooded river as we walked through Taxal and up the valley passed Fernilee Reservoir. But once out on Errwood Dam and around Bunsal Cob, we were at the sun’s mercy. Andrea began to overheat as we traversed above Errwood Reservoir and climbed to the old railway line. The final climb over the last ridge at Beet Wood was a struggle in what we later learned was almost 30 degrees temperature.

 

It was a relief to be heading downhill at last and over the golf course towards Buxton. I had to wax lyrical about the bars of Buxton to prevent Andrea from disappearing into the golf club house for a drink. Instead she stood in someone’s front garden under a lawn sprinkler. Suitably cooled, we quickly dropped into town and through the Pavilion Gardens to the Buxton Brewery Tap where some local beers were quickly dispatched. Then Bridget, David and myself returned to my car which had been there overnight. I drove them back to Bollington and then drove home to a cold shower and a welcome meal.

 

 

Bollington dep. 09.04, Buxton arr. 17.30

GPS 19.09 miles in 7hrs 28mins 36secs walking time, plus a 40-minute stop in Whaley Bridge for coffee and cake and a 15-minute stop in the Goyt Valley.

We ended our day at the Buxton Brewery Tap and cooled off with a pint of Deepdale (4.0%), a session IPA from the local brewery.

 

 

Saturday 18th June 2022               Buxton - Hayfield

Diversionary Tactics

 

My wife gave me a lift down to the bus station for the early bus over the Cat and Fiddle. David was also on the same bus. Thank goodness it was cooler today. Perhaps a little too cool as a brisk wind blew across the open spaces of Buxton Market Place. The customary group photographs were taken: a party some ten walkers strong set off at 9am heading for King Sterndale. Our numbers were swelled in the main by a group of women from the High Peak group of the LWDA. David G, the chairman of the South Manchester Group, regaled us with the story of his lucky escape from a rampant herd of cows in the very field we were passing through. The guidebook indicated that the original route turned into Deep Dale but this dale has long been closed due to erosion and industrial activities. So we were well prepared for the steep climb up to Caxterway Lane, the diversion route into Wye Dale. The bicycle hire kiosk was open for coffee and scones and the first refreshment halt of the day was called.

 

The next section began with a big climb up to Mosley Farm and over the fields to Wormhill. A road section took us passed Hargate Hall and over rough pasture to the descending path into Hay Dale. Our butty break was taken sitting on the rocks and shelfed grass half way along the dale. Then we quickly moved on along Dam Dale to Damside Farm. Here the route was signed towards Newhouses Farm and a busy road to Peak Forest. As we did not need to visit Peak Forest (no cafĂ©, closed pub etc.) the chance of a short cut over the fields to Chamber Farm was too tempting. Looking behind us, we saw Frank, who had arrived an hour late at Buxton, coming up the road behind us. So now we were eleven, I had had great problems in finding the correct route around Middle Barwood Farm and up the gorsy bank above Boltedge Farm. But Gill and Bev, in the vanguard of the party, found all the stiles and overgrown paths with no trouble. After an altercation with a herd of cattle, mitigated by the Neil’s brave defiance, we dropped gentle down the fields to Blackbrook where we said goodbye to two of our group.

 

The afternoon section was short and sharp. After a brief refuelling stop at Bowden Head, the route climbed up to Malcoff Farm, dropped steeply down to the railway line before rearing up towards South Head. A wonderful high level track weaved between South Head and Mount Famine before beginning the long descent into Hayfield. Just above Peep-a-Day, we lost further members of the group but five staunch folk saw out the full route via Bowden Bridge and through the campsite into Hayfield Village. The Three Musketeers from High Peak continued down the road to their bed & breakfast. David and I jumped into David’s wife’s car for the drive home. A long and satisfying day, done to time and budget.

 

Buxton dep. 09.02,  Hayfield arr. 18.05

GPS 21.14 miles in 8hrs 18mins 10secs walking plus several short stops in Wye Dale, Hay Dale and Bowden Head.

 

 

Sunday 19th June 2022                     Hayfield – Old Glossop

From Pike To Edge

 

It was my turn to drive. I picked up Bridget and David from Wilmslow and drove to Hayfield via the new road, the A555. My plan was to park up at the bus station car park and get a lift back at the end of the day with Steve and his son. But Steve’s son had withdrawn his offer so I drove in convoy with Steve to Old Glossop, dropped my car near the pub and returned with him to Hayfield. The car park was full with the competitors and supporters of the Tour of Tameside race. But we finally got away along the Sett Valley Trail some ten minutes late, picking up the High Peak Team from near their Birch Vale b&b. The climb up Lantern Pike seemed endless, initially up a rising track through some woodland and then up a step path beside a wall onto the summit ridge. The view from the trig point was restricted by grey gloom across the landscape.

 

The convoluted route down to Rowarth passed much more quickly and we were soon admiring the manicured surrounds of the Little Mill. On my recce I had followed the map but today I took the signed track to the right which was described in the text of the guidebook. I believe that this is not the only point where map and text disagree. I can only assume that the updates in the transcript are not reflected in the strip maps. Leaving the village on our second climb of the day we paused for a few minutes to eat our sandwiches and then completed our ascent onto Cown Edge. The flat grassy ridge was too wide to provide much in the way of good views but it was easy walking. The northern end of the ridge offered the best views down to Charlesworth and Glossop. I have a long history with the next descent, having failed to find the correct route on three previous visits. But now I had it spot on, aided of course by my new Ordnance Survey App on my phone. We soon were standing on a traffic island on the main road into Glossop.

 

The official route of course does not take the road but circumnavigated a new housing estate and by-passed Glossop Town Centre on a high-level path to the east. This eventually deposited us at a road crossing and the entrance into Manor Park. It was busy with Sunday family activities so we quickly passed by the bowling greens and out via the Queens Arms  into Church Road South. At the top of here stood the Bulls Head, our final destination and the end of our 50-mile treck. I was treated by Bev to a pint of White Rat (4.0%) from Ossett Brewing and we sat outside and toasted the LDWA, ourselves and our successful venture. I returned Steve to his car in Hayfield and then drove home with Bridget and David. A most enjoyable weekend for all concerned.

 

Hayfield dep. 10.10, Old Glossop arr.14.15

GPS 9.21 miles in 3hrs 45mins 03secs walking time plus a 15mins butty break above Rowarth.

 

Conclusion

 

We felt that we had done justice to the 50th Anniversary of the LDWA. The South Manchester Group had turned out in force, nobly supported by our colleagues in High Peak. I have promised to lead the first section again next year for those who, because of work commitments, could not make this year’s Friday start. For my own part, I have made a start with a trail that I really should get to know better. So I plan to return to Old Glossop in the not too distant future and continue on to Marsden and Ringinglow. Perhaps next year I will have got all the way round, either by myself or with LDWA members who fancy the challenge.