Hikes and Bikes…………….

So we’re  home and having clocked up 20+ miles of walking in the last 3 days – not bad for a first attempt at a walking holiday with a 12 year old in tow – time for a rest. Well at least until the morning when the bike beckons!! At least Hubby and I have one outdoor interest in common (ok – it’s only the second time we’ve been out together but it defo won’t be the last!) Unfortunately Hubby doesn’t share my love of walking/running in the same way I can’t stand his love of playing golf – boooring!

Hubby arrived in Hathersage last night and we had a great meal(another one!) before settling down to watch the rugby (we have rugby in common too!)  on the ipad -no sky TV in the pub – thank god for the ipad. Cue some very strange looks from the locals – Friday night is rugby night in the Earnshaw house – no matter where we are!!! So this morning we had our last breakfast, fed the goats and pigs one last time and packed up to head home via a stop off in Castleton so I could take some pics that I didn’t get a chance to do earlier – unfortunately although I got the pics I didn’t get to walk the route I wanted. Hubby’s Adidas trainers weren’t really up to scrambling up a rocky path – did he wear them on a purpose….. Mmmm, maybe. But then if he tried to get me to play a round a of golf I’d probably turn up without any clubs so fairs fair!!!

Just like Hubby though I now have a choice of which bike to ride – although both mine can both do more than one thing!!! Strange thing is I nearly chucked my now nearly new bike out last week – it was one of hubby’s cast off’s and had clearly seen bet a days – however apparently it once was a bloody good  bike………………I wasn’t convinced especially as it’s a Peugeot (didn’t know they made bikes as well!) However after a couple of hours of  ‘TLC’ it looks amazing so hopefully I will get on with it better than I did Peter (nasty Peugeot car I’ve just got rid of) Watch this space……

Fab Holiday in the Peak District Done

Playing out on my nearly new bike tomorrow

Bring it on

ps some of my photos to be added tomorrow!!

Piles of Rubble and Trev the Sheep…

Well I don’t know where to start today we’ve had such a good time, hours of outdoor fun and best thing of all most of it was free- granted we’ve had to pay for accomodation etc, but you know what I mean!!

Anyway the day started with the slow bus to Castleton, this morning it was full of walkers- how did I know? Have you seem what some of them wear!!! I thought we looked the part with walking boots , trousers, fleece and a rucksack, but no. You need shorts, long things from your knees to your boots (why not just wear trousers !) a daft hat (think the Aussie one with corks- without the corks) various things hanging round your neck- maps , compass, whistle (!) walking poles, rucksack with various utensils hanging off it and a camera, binoculars and a torch. Funny how most of them were on the same walk as us- we didn’t use half that stuff, more on that later!

So first up today was Peveril Castle, perched high on the hillside, my knees know it was high, they’ve seized up! Still it was worth the steep climb if only for the views. But the castle was fab as well so fab we were probably there longer than anyone else who arrived the same time as us . I do get baffled by people who turn up at ruinous sites and then moan it’s a pile of rubble……er clues in the ruinous site bit! God knows what they’d make of Sandal Castle where I live- now that is far nearer to a pile of rubble but you can still tell what it used to be and I for one love it!

Back to today,with the castle done we had a spot of lunch and a chance to people watch. You do see the strangest things- although some of the walkers seemed OTT for the walks ahead at least they were prepared. For those in highheels, flip flops cropped shorts, suntops you kind of wondered what the hell they we’re thinking. And then there were the mini kids in plastic shoes, pumps and no coats, jumpers or anything remotely weatherproof. No wonder they were turning back from the walks and heading back to the village.

So with lunch done it was time for us to take on Mam Tor- now over the last few days I have studied every leaflet and map going looking for a route that wasn’t going to kill Jack ‘s little leggies but still be classed as a decent walk- did I use any of them…..er no! While other walkers waved a compass and unfurled maps I followed my nose- took us right back to the bus stop- just call me Bear Gryls!!!

Mind you, if I’m Bear Gryls, Jack is Dr Doolittle. If you ever need to talk to a sheep, Jacks your man. Not only did ‘Trev the sheep’ respond to Jacks baaing it followed us halfway down the flaming hill- left all his sheep mates behind- have you ever tried ignoring a bounding sheep. I was seriously worried it was going to get the bus back with us – I’d only paid return for two !!!!!

So we conquered Mam Tor- using our own route- the let’s see where this path goes route- it worked. Then it was back to the B&B to celebrate with a nice cool beer, trouble is Dr Doolittle was back in action- we shared our beer with a couple of pigs- don’t ask!! Don’t think I’ll be having bacon in the morning……

Mam Tor done

Hoping to take Dr Doolittle on another walk tomorrow

Bring it on







A Devils Arse and a Map Reading Headache

So we made it back from Castleton in one piece- granted we were piss wet through (guess who forgot the waterproof bottoms – whoops) and exhausted but we’ve had a fab day!!!

Although to be honest I’m amazed we made it there at all. I know Peak District pace is slightly slower than inner city but just our luck to have a bus driver who should have retired years ago- I confused him asking for a day rover ticket so when 20 Brownies and 3 boss brownies got on…. 10 minutes later he was still adding up the fares. We arrived in Castleton 20 minutes late- oh well all adds to the fun!!

First stop was the information centre, to pick up a few ideas for the day ahead- I now have enough info leaflets to paper the front room and as for maps- arrgghh!Anyway next stop was a trip down to the underground cave aptly named ‘Devils Arse’ Cue one very interested 12 year old- know how to make things more appealing in the future- stick the word ‘arse’ in it!! Jack hung onto the tour guides everyword and was fascinated by the rope making that was part of the tour.So fascinated he bought himself a piece of the rope they made- now our room stinks of outdoor minging sheep type smells- lovely.

After that we headed to the Speedwell lead mines- I remember doing this at school, I don’t remember it being so bleeding scary- squashed in a tunnel in a boat steered by a dude pushing his arms on the ceiling is not my idea of fun!! Once we got back to the surface I really enjoyed it……..

So having run out of time to do all we wanted we’re heading back on the slow bus tomorrow to take in Pervil Castle then a walk up/ along Mam Tor- that’s if I ever suss these maps out- boy I wish I’d listened in geography!!

A fab day out

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on








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