6th May 2018
Weather: Sunny all day, few clouds. Very warm.
I was the last arrival at campsite last night, and was away early with a very soggy tent. Stars last night.
I wasn’t far up the hill towards Stanage Edge when I needed a full faff stop for suncream and cooler clothes. The 2litres of water in anticipation of a hot day made the pack feel very heavy.
I had felt very despondent overnight at Alstonefield because my left foot hurt so much (thinking about the various places I could finish) Yesterday it was mostly ok, and from Grindleford was walking normally in the new boots (instead of putting my weight on the outside edge). This morning everything seemed perfect: no pain in foot and was thinking optimistic thoughts of going right up to Scotland as I walked along Stanage Edge. I thought perhaps the central shank had broken in the old boot.
Some great views down to yesterday’s edges & the South Derwent valley. Even more impressively, the Mam Tor to Back Tor Ridge, Win Hill, the Edale valley and the Kinder plateau. As I progressed the perspective towards those hills all swivelled around. I took lots of photos, only a couple shown here.
Before descending to Moscar Lodge, I hung out the tent and washing to dry in a warm sun. That was a longish faff. On the hill towards Derwent Edge disturbed a plover who spent the next few minutes doing aerobatics around me, squeaking his/her cry.
By the time I reached Derwent Edge, enjoying the fabulous views, the foot started hurting again. I have concluded it’s when I am on very hard surfaces, particularly uphill. Much of the Derwent edge path had been laid with flagstones. As with the Shining Tor paths years ago, this probably saves peat bog degradation (and this was very visible on the descent into Langsett), but it hurts! Much of the last two days was on dry, springy peat or grassy paths.
Derwent edge had plenty of walkers out enjoying the warm bank holiday weekend weather. Another cuckoo today.
A descent into the upper Derwent and Howden reservoirs. Lots of family groups out cycling. After finishing my water supply, I filled up from a hillside trickle. From the map I could see it had just emerged as spring water from the hillside. I had seen a little boy finishing off his & told his mother about the water. She declared it was “crystal clear” and tasted good. “How did you know I had run out of water?” she asked. Easy: it was hot, everyone was looking thirsty.
I left the crowds behind ascending via Cranberry Clough towards Margery Hill via Cut Gate. The walking was good, but on a long day, once past 5pm, it just feels a hard slog. More so on the eroded peat where large lumps of rock are strewn across a path 3 metres or more wide.
Descending into Langsett, flying ants. So they think the weather is good. Arriving at the Waggon & Horses, Langsett (18:40), I was told they were closed. They were collecting a huge mass of used glassware, and had been overrun by demand today. After saying “oh dear, I was relying on you for food tonight”, the landlady had two rounds of sandwiches made for me, for which I am extremely grateful, and the best tasting beef sandwiches I have ever tasted. The four or five staff were all very busy and frazzled tempers evident.
Uphill to a basic campsite, but friendly Phil charged my phone and backup store.
All this being typed up in the dark, sitting on a chair supplied by Phil, in a field in Yorkshire to a starry sky.
Breaking camp at 6:40
On Stanage Edge looking North
A retrospective to yesterday’s route
View from Stanage towards Mam Tor & Kinder
Descending to the reservoirs
The life-saving trickle of water
Looking South on Cut Gate
Start time: 07:10
Again I did not record the route, but followed this “Hathersage to Langsett track” closely.