Shallow Grange Campsite

September 2015

At least one each week, I remember that I’ve still yet to write a single word on the camp site I stayed at back in September…

This has been on-going for about eight-months now… As I contemplate where I might be looking to stay this summer, I’ve decided to go ahead and get it done. There is no reason for this huge delay, other than my own procrastination.

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A Morning in Bakewell

Tuesday 15th September 2015

After my third and final night confined to a tent – the longest stretch that I have so far spent camping alone – it was time to pack up and begin the long journey home. Instead of straightforward route from A to B, I decided to make one last stop along the way.

That three-and-a-half-hour drive was inevitable. But while I was up in Derbyshire, I felt it was only right to at least make something more of my morning and that’s when I followed my SatNav on a twenty-minute journey to Bakewell.

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Going Neolithic in’t Derbyshire

Sunday 13th September 2015

As if I hadn’t already crammed enough in to my main day of hiking, away in Derbyshire; as the post-summer sun began to dip beyond the hills, I made one penultimate stop before arriving back at my tent; guided by the earth-coloured signs of English Heritage.

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Dovedale and Wolfscote Dale (Part 2)

Sunday 13th September 2015

With a good half of the walk complete and after a good half-hour of resting for lunch, it looked as though my return route in to Dovedale would be simple; following the River Dove through Wolfscote Dale.

I felt confident enough that the hills and steep climbs were now far behind me. Perhaps I had tackled this walk in the right direction after all… To see the route, please follow this link.

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Dovedale and Wolfscote Dale (Part 1)

Sunday 13th September 2015

It’s already been a fortnight since I left North Somerset for a weekend up in the Peak District. I’m not sure exactly where the time has gone but I’m keen and due to write about the most significant walk from the weekend away.

This is a walk that begins in an area known as Dovedale, heads north up towards Wolfscote Hill and then back down through the Dales to finish. If you’re interested in the exact route, please click here.

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Finding Solomon’s Temple

Before waving goodbye to Buxton and reluctantly welcoming the prospect of pitching my tent in an anything-but-summer kind of weather; there was one last place-to-see on my list that had been highlighted after a browse across an OS map for the area.

It was my chance to discover Solomon’s Temple.

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Arriving in Buxton

Saturday 12th September 2015

It was 8.15am by the time my car was loaded with a long weekend’s worth of kit. I left my village with a good three-hours of driving ahead of me. This would be the furthest north I had ever driven my car and a first for me personally, having never been so close to the Peak District.

Weather forecasts made for an ‘uninviting’ prologue. As I passed Birmingham while following the M5 motorway north, the rain began to fall. Then, as I later left the M6 at Stoke-on-Trent, an incredible downpour emerged to flood my anxious mind with uncertainties.

Thoughts of turning back, to cancel this weekend and head home, were beginning to consume me… Somewhere in my mind, was the idea to stop in Buxton for a couple of hours and to see how the storms would play out.

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