Tuesday, 23 August 2016

TIME TO GO HOME

NO, WE ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED

HIGH CUP WINERY

SAMPLING THE WINE

I WUZ THERE TOO

NEAR CASTLETON

AL FRESCO BREAKFAST

BROKEN ROAD

MAM TOR TRIG POINT

VIEW TOWARDS EDALE

PLEASANT SUMMER WALKING

THE PENNINE WAY STARTS JUST HERE

NICE PUB

HANGING AROUND BACK TOR

We woke up to yet another drizzly morning, but had become so used to this that we were not downhearted. Indeed, after a simple breakfast we drove to the central attraction of Gretna Green, the Famous Blacksmith Shop. Couples who were too young to marry in England without parental permission would elope and cross the border into Scotland, where they could legally marry. The ceremony was conducted over the anvil in the Blacksmiths Shop.

Even now that English and Scottish marriage laws have been unified, couples still come to Gretna Green to get wed because of the romance of it, although the place has become a bit of a theme park.

We then drove south on the M6, exiting at Penrith to reach Dufton. Our intention had been to walk from Dufton to High Cup Nick, from which the views down the High Cup valley are astounding, but this plan was thwarted by the continuing rain and low-lying fog which obscured all the hills around. We drove up a single track road in the hope of getting close enough to see the famous glacial valley, but without success. However, in the process, we did come across the remote 'High Cup Winery' housed in a barn just off the road. Not only did the Winery offer the opportunity to taste and buy its own locally made wine, but it also served tea and home-made cakes. These could be consumed on the upper floor, where pictures by local artists adorned the walls. There was also an interesting display about the local geology to peruse. We spent a pleasant hour at the Winery before departing, but not before purchasing a bottle of rhubarb wine.

Our next stop, which involved more than two and half hours of driving, was Castleton in the Peak District, not far from Sheffield. This is a lovely location from which to start walks, but it was getting late by the time we arrived so our priority was to find a place for the night, which we did at the foot of Mam Tor.

At last, we had a little sunshine in the morning to accompany the day’s walk. From our overnight parking spot we followed the remains of the road to Blue John Cavern. I say ‘remains’ because the south east side of Mam Tor is an active landslip site and the road has been steadily destroyed. After a quick look at the gift shop at the Blue John cavern, we continued up to the trig point on Mam Tor. From this 517m elevated spot we enjoyed excellent views all round. We continued along the ridge towards Hollins Cross and then walked down to Edale village to the north west. The Old Nags Head pub in Edale is the official start of the famous Pennine Way, a tough, 268 mile long National Trail which takes the walker to Kirk Yetholm, just inside the Scottish border. The weather hadn’t permitted us to eat outside much during our 3 week break, so it was pleasant to enjoy a drink and a snack in the pub garden.

Our return to the car involved climbing back over the ridge, and we did this via Back Tor and Lose Hill, another viewpoint at 476 m. From there it was an easy 2 mile stroll back to the car. The total distance walked was a little less than 9 miles and it was now late afternoon.

After a cup of tea we plotted our final route home, to arrive around 10.00pm. It was a shame that we hadn’t had better weather whilst in Scotland, but in spite of that we did most of the things we intended and learned much about this beautiful northern part of the British Isles, which differs so hugely from the south. I think that camping on the summit of Suilven was perhaps the most satisfying achievement, although I am sure Rubi is also proud that she climbed Britain’s highest mountain.

Sleeping in the car gave us flexibility and meant that we didn’t have to look for accommodation (mostly fully booked anyway) or paying for it (potentially excruciatingly expensive). We found the car reasonably comfortable once we had got used to it, and we ate well in spite of only having a rudimentary cooker. In summary, apart from the cost of fuel, we had a wonderful three week holiday for little more than it would have cost to stay at home.