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Thursday, 11 July 2013

The Jolly Boys do Teesdale

Date: 11th July 2013
Route: Middleton-in-Teesdale - Huddeshope Mine - Newbiggin - Newbiggin Bridge - Holwick - Low Force - Newbiggin Bridge - Middleton-in-Teesdale
Distance: - ~12 miles
Weather: - Very hot & sunny!

So a jaunt up North for the FAC (Ferensway Adventure Club) boys and Bob had picked one of our favourite routes over Teesdale. Meeting the FAC guys in Morrisons car park in Barnard Castle we drove the short distance to Middleton-in-Teesdale to park up and get kited out. The sun was shining and it was looking to be a glorious day.

Woodland walk

Glimpse of the Dales




















We walked through the village and into the forest heading along the river towards the old lime kilns. The peace and tranquility of the walk was disturbed by the sound of gun shots and we shortly came across a bunch of guys out for a days rabbit shooting. After waving a white flag and stopping for a parlez we headed along the river before stopping for a brew up - the Jolly boys had been up early travelling from Hull so where ready for a brew.

The FAC surrender to the gunman!

Track to the river

Farm houses

Riverbed walk

Mining heritage









































Asking about our route Bob pointed up the hill to Huddeshope mines which prompted a question as to what was mined around these Dales. The quick response was Oyster Catchers - based on the large numbers we had seen thus far!







Brew up time

Dales walls

Looking back from whence we came

"Rambo" refuels

View up to the mines

The mines









































Fully refreshed we began the climb up towards the mines and then even higher up the hill to cross over and down into Newbiggin. The views and scenery were superb as we crossed the hill and headed down into Newbiggin itself.




Bridge over the river

Heading towards the mines

Local Flora

Mining outbuildings

Gadgetman - "What to do with my hands?"!!

Stunning views

"Rambo" on look-out!
Outbuildings

Left behind taking photos!

So was Ray!

Over the top

A scene from "The Sound of Music"?

Meadow fields

At last its downhill


























































































From here we crossed the freshly cut fields to Newbiggin Bridge and then rather than follow the river Tees we carried on across a couple of other fields towards Holwick and the welcoming sight of the Strathmore Arms pub. Bang on 1pm we were seated in the shade having a well deserved pint.

Impressive rock formations

Water feature

Mown fields

Bridge

Newbiggin Bridge

River Tees

Senior or Junior?

Farmer Garton

Strathmore Arms

Kit check!
































































Concern was expressed for Gadget Man (aka Paul) as he didnt have a relevant map downloaded onto his SatNav phone. Thus he had no need to hold it in his hand as it was redundant, instead he took solice in holding a strap from his ruck sack as a substitute comforter - aww bless!
We left the pub at 1.45pm along the road heading back towards the river Tees. Some of the rock formations were impressive.

Rock Formations

More rock formations















From the Tees we headed up river to Low Force for a group photo before returning back down the river to Newbiggin Bridge were we stopped for a lunch break.

House with a face!

Low Force

Yours Truly


Here Bob senior realised he had left his flask back at the pub. After searching his rucksack for the umpteenth time Bob juniour said he would return to the pub later that week to retrieve it. We sat munching and watching the wagtails and dippers before preparing for the final leg back to Middleton. As Bob senior arose from his rock throne he found the missing flask - it had been hidden among the crevasses of his nether regions!


Sherlock pollutes the Tees with his feet!

Garton's Snr & Jnr ponder the lost flask!

The final leg back home

Crossing back across the bridge we followed the Tees all the way back to Middleton, arriving in the car park at 4.20pm. Throughout the walk something had been puzzling me - why did I feel that Keith looked familiar? Who did he remind me of? As I shed my walking boots it finally dawned on me - he was the spitting image of Tommy Lee doing an impersonation of Rambo! Cool, I can sleep tonight now.

Friday, 12 October 2012

Mincing round Teesdale

Date: 12th October 2012
Route: Bowlees - Dirt Pit Farm - Caves via Ettersgill - Valence Lodge - Langeden Beck - Sayer Hill Farm - Whatgarth Bridge -  High Force - Low Force - Bowlees
Distance: - ~12 miles
Weather: - Dry, bright and windy with some showers later on

A combination of workload, dyer wet English weather and a major house rebuild at chez Garton meant it had been a few weeks since our last venture out. So when our diaries chucked out a free day and the forecasters predicted a dry day we donned our walking gear and headed up the Dales.
Starting at Bowlees at 10.45am in the sun we heade off up towards Dirt Pit Farm. Although the fields were wet the tracks weren'e too bad.

The Dales
Conversation as always started with a review of FC's season which we felt had been pretty good all things considered (made sweeter by Rovers poor season ans subsequent loss of players!). Optimism for 2013 is high - but then it always is prior to the first game!!! Feelings were mixed over Leeds victory over the Wire but hey, Wigan got nowt of note ;0)

Time to check the map
We carried on along the farm tracks into a head on strong wind towards the caves. it was still bright and sunny but the going was made difficult due to the stength of the wind. After briefly discussin Jimmy Saville we turned our attention to putting the world to rights. In particular all the waste we keep observing in all walks of industry. What is frustrating is the knowledge that we could save so many different organisation money and improve their efficiency if they just asked for help.

Flooded fields
Anyway we reached the caves and after a quick map stop we headed across a large field towards Langden Beck. With all the rain we'd had the field was absolutely sodden with not a dry spot to be found. Standing stationary for more than 4 secs resulted in you sinking into the swamp-like ground. The only way to cross the field was to hop, skip & jump our way from tuft to tuft, trying not to stop for more than a second or two. anyone watching would have seen a couple of large blue blobs 'mincing' their way across a farmers field. It was all to no avail as after 10 mins of poncing around we arrived at a gate and track with our feet well and truly soaked.

Who'd want to be a mole?
Langden Beck
Bob @ Langden Beck
We were now on more firm ground as we walked towards the Langden Beck pub (no chance of Bob letting us stop for a drink there!) and then off along the river bank. At 12.50pm we found a nice sheltered spot behind a stone wall were we stopped for a 20 minute lunch break. Within 5 minutes of setting off again the rain came down. It wouldn't have been too bad had it not been for the driving wind which ensured we got a soaking down one side of our bodies.

Looking back down to Wattgarth Bridge
We followed the river to Wattgarth Bridge before climbing up heading towards High Force. The rain and sun were competing to see who was going to win as we began to slowly dry out.


The water falls were all in full flow and and as we descended towards the quarry our path became more difficult due to flooding. Some of the stepping stones across the becks were under water meaning a bit of deft footwork across fence wires.



















High Force


We hit High Force which was quite impressive with all the rain fall.

High Force
















The paths here were a bit better with less surface water and we made good time along the Tees to Low Force ending up back at the car at 3.10pm.

Juniper trees
 Although the sun had won the battle and we had dried out, our feet were still soaking - thank god for the spare pair of socks in the boot!



Bob heading towards High Force




High Force

High Force

High Force
High Force


Low Force


Low Force


Low Force
A good run out despite the conditions.