Thursday, 24 January 2013

Winter Wonderland

Date: 24th January 2013
Route: Middleton-in-Teesdale - Romaldkirk - Cotherstone - Barnard Castle
Distance: - ~11 miles
Weather: - Dry, bright and snowy underfoot




Is it really October since we were last out walking! All those weeks of rain and now a heavy fall of snow so the ground is hard enough for us to walk on - hoorah!
I drive through to Bob's as he has decided on a route from Middleton back to Barney along the old railway lines. The cold weather and snow should make it reasonable for walking.

So we catch the 9.55am bus from Barney to Middleton-in-Teesdale, kitted out in our warmest winter walking gear, and rucksacks full of Xmas biscuits & chocolate! Just outside of Middleton the bus is boarded by a gaggle of older women, one of whom stands in front of us staring Bob out. Am I about to discover some sordid secret for Bob's dark past? After several minutes of giving him the eye she says, in an accusatory tone "you work at GSK". Is that a bead of sweat on Bob's forehead! Alas it transpires that she remembered him from a retired staff trip to Blackpool that he had organised - no skeletons in this mans cupboard!

At the next stop we disembark and set off thru town, down to the river and then strike out across a field knee deep in snow. We pass a farm and foolishly follow a tractor track in snow, deep in conversation. Before we know it we have come to a dead end and have missed our path leading up to the road - Less than 15 minutes and we are lost! The sensible thing would be to head back and pick up the path but not for this intrepid action duo! Instead we climb the steep hill, several inches deep in snow, climb over wall and across another field knee deep in snow. Furtively we nip (or is that trespass!) through a farm to get back on to the road.



Heading up the road we soon rejoin the public footpath and the familiar surroundings of the railway track. It is surprisingly easy going as others have already been along this route and the snow has been trampled down somewhat for us.

















The conversation unsurprisingly is all about FC's new signings and their chances of giving us something to smile about over the coming season. After so many seasons of optimism (only to be sadly disappointed each time) this year we are more careful with our optimism - particularly following a defeat to Rovers in the preseason friendly!

The scenery is pretty impressive with so much pristine, untouched snow surrounding the farms and houses dotted along the way.






At 12.20pm we hit Cotherstone and incredibly Bob suggests a pint - perhaps the woman on the bus incident has affected him more than I thought! Still not one to miss on such a rare opportunity we retire to the Rose & Crown, a lovely log fire and a pint.

Leaving the warmth and hospitality of the local inn we rejoin railway track and stop at the first bench we find for our lunch. Yes we could have had pie and chips in the warmth of a pub but then we would be chastising ourselves for becoming soft. So we scoop the snow of the bench, get our plastic bags out to sit on and have our butties and flasks of tea taking in the fantastic scenery. Surprisingly it is not that cold despite all the snow. Back to our standard 20 min lunch break we pack up and head back off towards Cotherstone.


















Crossing a field and climbing over a style Bob catches his rucksack on a post and is left suspended in air as he jumps off the style. Should have got a picture of that one! The temptation was too leave him suspended for a few minutes but instead I did the honourable thing and unhooked him.

Crossing the road we head along a somewhat wetter path before finding ourselves with another field to cross before climbing a bank to join the final stretch of the railway line. The gamekeepers has been busy with a fine selection of recently deceased moles on display. I'm still not sure exactly why farmers feel the need to eradicate them.


















The final leg of our journey takes us back towards Barnard Castle which we hit at 3.30pm. Back at Bob's there's a cuppa and time to reflect on the first walk of 2013, not that far but with the snow a good work out.


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.

Thursday, 23 August 2012

Roadkill Ramble

Date: 23rd August 2012
Route: Willington - Brancepeth - Brandon - Broom Park - Ushaw Moor - Esh Winning - Waterhouses - Stanley Crook - Willington
Distance: - 17 miles
Weather: - Dry and bright

Back from cruising the Med I was carrying a few extra pounds and in need of a good walk out. The great British weather was its usual unpredictable self as Bob picked me up and drove the short distance to Willington to park down a side street opposite the church.
We began the short walk back into the town centre at 9.50am and the Co Op where we picked up the old railway line. There was plenty to talk about, certainly on the rugby front with the usual highs & lows of following Hull FC. A couple of wins including Catalan and a top 4 finish was in our mind. However this was blown away with a whooping at Widnes and a serious reality check. For the third season in a row all talk at the club is about the next season!

Rain + Sun = Beautiful English countryside



We passed through Brancepeth & Brandon and soon arrived at Broom Park, heading on towards Usher Moor & Esh Winning before stopping at our now familiar spot by the river near Rog Path woods for lunch. With all the rain & sun it was massively overgrown and Bob looked like a garden gnome sat amongst the wild rhubarb fronds! After half an hour we were packed up and heading off again through woodland as we followed the river through a series of small towns & villages on our way back to Willington. The size of some of the vegetation along the path was almost tropical in appearance. We had to take shelter as we were suddenly hit with a 30 second downpour before the sun came back out - how odd is our weather at the moment?!

Fern tree!

Wild rhubard trees!


Rugby continued to slip back into conversation as did talk of all the potential clients we have - fingers crossed some of them commit to dates in the diary. The walk had been surprisingly lacking in wildlife, plenty to be heard but little to be seen. We did however stumble across plenty of roadkill, or should that be pathkill!

Mr Mole

Mrs Mouse


We soon came of the railway track to hit the road back to Willington arriving back at the car at 3.30pm. The weather had held up for us and it had been a good run out after another long lay off from walking.


Wednesday, 11 July 2012

Fortune favours the Brave!

Date: 11th July 2012
Route: Bowlees - Low Force - High Force - Whatgarth Bridge - Ettersgill - High Force - Low Force - Bowlees
Distance: - 9 miles
Weather: - Bright & sunny

With all the rain and poor weather along with work commitments our last walk out together had been the Kettlewell break. With a business meeting held first thing it was 11.30am before we put boots on at the layby near Bowlees. The forecast had been poor with rain showers but as we looked around it was dry and bright with the sun doing its best to get out - our luck with weather was holding out.
Low Force

Low Force




















We struck off to Low Force and the swollen river Tees. Conversation obviously turned to rugby and our mood dipped as we discussed FC's continuing run of poor form. Yet again another season that promised so much is delivering so little. A top 4 side now struggling to stay in the top 8 - and worse still Rovers looking likely to finish above us, could it get any worse?
High Force

High Force

High Force in full flow

Having depressed ourselves we stopped at High Force to take in the scenery before continuing along past the mine.

















With all the rainfall there were several smaller waterfalls in full flow.
















As we approached Whatgarth Bridge we stopped for lunch looking over the Dales and Cronkley Farm. Surprisingly it was a busy day for walkers with a lot of large walking parties out and about.  Bob was clearly feeling unfit as our lunch break lasted almost 30 minutes!

We took a slightly different  route back after Whatgarth Bridge heading towards Ettersgill trying to avoid the sodden fields where possible. After coming over the most ugly sheep I have ever seen we then encountered a cow who took a very defencive stance with her calf and blocked our way through the gate. Being the brave duo we were, we found an alternative route!
Seriously ugly sheep

The Pitbull of the sheep world!















 
It wasn't long before we hit the road and then across the fields to High Force Hotel. A pint would have been nice but we decided against the hospitality of the charismatic Landlord (heavy sarcasm here!) and climbed the steps down back to the river.

The sun was out and the walk back to Low Force was a leisurely one with Bob frequently stopping to identify the huge variety of flowers.
We eventually ended back up at Low Force and then the short walk back to Bowlees and the car. A short walk by our standards but just good to get outside in the sun and blow the cobwebs off.