Kinder Scout - It's a Kinder magic........

As we hadn't been out for the last three weeks, we really were champing at the bit, and Sue decided we should 'go high' and so we chose Kinder Scout, the highest point in Derbyshire, as our target for the day.

The forecast was good, but that's not what we saw as we drove to Barber Booth, near Edale, to park the car. All the way there, drizzle and thick mist. This was the view that greeted us when we booted up.

Not good! Ever the optimists though, we set off all the same.

Into this - well, you NEEDED to be optimistic.

Now, call me optimistic (hahahaha), but it LOOKS like it might be clearing a bit over the Mam Tor ridge???

No, wait - that IS looking a bit better.

Just in case we got lost, we employed some 'guide ducks' to show us the way. These are a special breed of duck, bred by the Peak Park to assist visitors.

As we started the climb up Jacobs Ladder, again we were sure things were improving.

This small packhorse bridge marks the start of the real climbing.

You can see by the path that there's been some rain, but is it me, or is the sun trying to poke through?

Looking back to the packhorse bridge.

Look ahead - that's BLUE SKY, that is, YIPPPEEEE!

Swines Back rocks, and breaking cloud.

On the hillside, evidence of National Trust work to recover the eroded path up to Swines back, a very popular route for walkers.

NOW we're talking - this is more like it.
Looking up to Kinder Scout from Jacobs Ladder.

Sue starts to smile as she tackles the climb in the improving weather.

The Pennine Way has been diverted to come up Jacobs Ladder. (It used to go straight up Grindsbrook from the Nags Head at Edale). The path up to Swines Back (that ridge in front) is VERY popular, and this has lead to bad erosion. The National trust are tackling this by laying a stone path, as they have on many other eroded paths.
These stones come from the floors of old mills. The Trust use the stones, which weigh around 1/2 a ton EACH, and lay them upside down, so the rougher surface is upwards to provide more grip, and also to be more pleasing to the eye, and look more 'natural'. The cost of this stone is £100 a ton, then it has to be airlifted by helicopter, then laid.

It's hard, backbreaking work but will save the path for centuries, and descendants, to come.

We'd soon got the climb behind us, and were rewarded with views like this. It was turning into the perfect day - JUST what we needed to recharge the batteries.

Looking across to Brown Knoll and Rushup edge at the Southern end of the Edale valley.

This is the kind of path erosion the National trust are tackling.

Looking back to Jacobs Ladder.
You can see the path going left to right halfway up that hillside on the right.

Looking west along Kinder's Southern edge. Not only was it the perfect day, weather wise, but we had a lovely cool breeze wafting us all day. On days like this, we wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world!

This is another example of how the NT are trying to regenerate the landscape on the high moors. Replanting is taking place to try and re-establish indigenous species.

Looking on to the 'Woolpacks' rocks.

Sue stands on the rocks to get a better view.......

.....I do it just to show off!

We passed by the top of Crowden clough and followed the path along the edge.

We had a wonderful time walking the edge of Kinder, here's Sue on some more renovated path.
I thought they would have run out of stone from mill floors by now, as so much has already been laid, but one of the NT workers told me they had NO trouble at all still getting it.

After a very relaxing and pleasant lunch sitting in the sun, taking in this wonderful day, we reached the top of Grindsbrook and started the descent to Edale. We were both sad to be leaving Kinder on a day like today. I would cheerfully have stayed there and watched the sun set, but as you'll see, the way down is NOT recommended in bad light!
Here's Sue, at the top of the brook, just beginning the descent.

Looking back up the rocky path down Grindsbrook.

Grindsbrook.

The path & Kinders southern edge.

The heather was just starting to turn purple here. In a couple of weeks, these hillsides would be a RIOT of colour from this plant. We always try to get up onto the edges above Hathersage then, as there's a really good show of it there. The best I've ever seen it though is across the Yorkshire moors, at Fylingdales. There, it's just a purple sea!

As we were fast approaching Autumn, there was a good show of berries around too.
We saw (and tasted) our first blackberries of the season at the side of the path. They are very plump and juicy this year.

After a swift half in the Nags Head, official start of the Pennine way, we set off back towards Barber Booth.

This sunken track is now the start of the Pennine way

It leads out to spectacular views along the Edale valley, but Sue and I both agree that the original route was better. They changed it because of erosion on the top of the plateau.
This is 'Ringing Roger' above Edale.

As you can see, the views were still perfect, with a perfect sky (sigh).
WHAT a fantastic day!

This is the iconic view of the Mam tor to Lose hill ridge, with the hunch of Back tor in the middle.

Almost back at the car now, but STILL drawn to these incredible views all around us. The sky looks a bit cloudy in this shot, but the sun was still warm, and the breeze comfortable.
We got back to the car, pleasantly tired from out efforts, and made our way back home to a hot bath!

A final look back, using this old barn as dramatic foreground.

Whitby - Run away to the sea!

The forecast wasn't good for our day off - well not in Derbyshire, so we checked for Whitby, and Hey Presto! Sunshine ALL day. We got up early and set off to our favourite seaside place.

We stopped off at Robin Hoods Bay to connect with a couple of friends we have there, before starting the walk over the cliff tops to Whitby, and the Magpie cafe for lunch - MMMMMMMM!

I don't know why, but this garden, at the start of the walk, has plastic sheep in it???

They seem to be keeping the grass down, anyway!

At this time of the year, lots of blooms at the pathside.

The tide was out, so there was a great view of the foreshore.

The cliffs looked good too.

Crops in the fields were maturing too, and waved in the gentle breeze.

Broad beans - what a lovely flower for a vegetable.

Busy, busy bees.

And caterpillars - not long before another moth takes flight.

A poppy in full bloom, beautiful!

We rounded a corner to see Saltwick Nab. Sue LOVES this bit of the walk, so do I. This strange rock, sitting just off the cliffs, is a real draw to the eye.

Unfortunately, this place has also drawn ships to their doom in the past, and many wrecks litter this coastline. These are the remains of just one.

Looking back to Saltwick nab

The walk soon passed, and as usual, we really enjoyed it.
Conditions were just right for walking, and it just filled our hearts with pleasure to be out on such a day. Our first view of the pier off Whitby harbour came into view.

A view of the abbey, across the waving fields.

Then, it was down the church steps, and into the bustle of Whitby.

We made a beeline for the Magpie.

It was lunchtime, and the walk had sharpened our appetite.

Here's the impressive list of the fresh fish available on that day.

Lots of people, tucking in to their chosen feasts.

This was our choice, as on many occasions, the 'fish taster' won us over. So MUCH choice in one dish, it really is a challenge for the pallette!

Then it was off for a walk to settle our lunch.

We like to walk to the end of the pier and just 'people watch'.

There were lots of families enjoying the beach.

Looking across to the church and abbey.

The 'bark Endeavour' gives pleasure rides out to sea and back.

The ubiquitous red roofs of Whitby.

Poor old Cook - great man that he was, now just a perch for cheeky seagulls!

The whalebones - harking back to Whitby's past - a MUST for a picture when in Whitby.

Smile, Susie!

Looking North, along South beach.

Next thing I know - Sue decides it's looking good for a swim.

Here she is, just testing the temperature.

As you can see, BL**DY FREEZING was about the level!

But, a true lover of the sea isn't put off by a little cold, oh no, and very soon, Sue was cutting through the waves like she was born to it.

And enjoying every minute.

My little mermaid 💓

Looking South towards the pavillion, along North beach.

After her swim, we took a walk around Whitby.

This is a view of the church & abbey from 'the screaming tunnel'.

If you go on the Whitby ghost walk, all this will be explained to you.

Afterwards, we took a taxi back to Robin Hoods Bay, said our goodbyes to our friends there, and made our way home.

This one look back across the Bay to Ravenscar from Fylingthorpe churchyard is always a sad farewell. But we'll be back!