Buttercups, Stanage edge & Millstones.
Tuesday came round, and dawned a LOVELY day. We decided to go up onto Stanage edge, as it's been a while since we've been there.
One of the local cats was enjoying the warm sunshine as we walked up to the car.




We drove to Hathersage, parked up, and set off towards Bronte cottage, through fields of buttercups.
They were really profuse here, and it was a delight to walk through them.

All around us, fields of gold - wonderful!



It's now converted into just TWO self-catering apartments.


The day was REALLY warm now, and we had been walking in the shade of the woodland, but now it was time to climb onto the edge, and into the sun.



Mam tor has a puff of cloud above it.

We decided to have an early lunch and sat in the shade of a wall, whilst looking out on the spectacular view. We listened to our first cuckoo, lapwings, fieldfare, the beautiful, haunting call of the curlew, and of course, the grouse was there too. telling us to;
'GO BACK, GO BACK, GO BACK'
Win hill, left. The shoulder of Mam tor behind, then the top of back tor peeping. Finally, to the right you can see Lose hill. The ridge behind is Kinders' southern edge.
The moor in front leads to Bamford edge. Ladybower reservoir is just over the top and in the valley beyond.
After the walk along the top, we deliberately took the path below the edge to take some pictures of the millstones. These millstones are incredible things. It looks like someone just arrived one morning, told the men to down tools and left! There are SO many stages of stones; just cut squares, ones rounded, but without holes, finished ones that were never removed. Sad really.

The moor in front leads to Bamford edge. Ladybower reservoir is just over the top and in the valley beyond.

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