Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018

Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018
Showing posts with label Newtonmore. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 30 October 2019

5 and 6 October 2019 - More photos from our Newtonmore Trip

 
Belatedly - here are some more pictures from our weekend in Newtonmore, starting with the view from Room 26, now being refurbished, on Saturday morning.
 
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We started with the Aviemore parkrun. Here is Gayle, on a recce.
 
 
Posing before the start.
 
 
Posing at the finish. Sue is just about in shot!
 
 
Preparing for the assault on Cruben Beag.
 
 
There wasn't a path, though we met a chap, 'cjo', who was nearing the end of an anticlockwise circuit around this ring of hills. Good views.
 
 
 
A deer fence looked as if it would present a tricky obstacle, until we found a crossing place where it had blown down.
 
 
A fine little summit - Cruben Beag, 590 metres.
 
 
 
Here's the route - 4.3 km, 350 metres ascent, taking 2 hours including breaks.
 
 
'Touch Not The Cat But a Glove', say the Macphersons, whose 'cairn' is situated beside the road back to Newtonmore.
 
 
 
 
Sunday (original posting ) was forecast to be dire weather, so we went for an 8 km run to Kingussie and back with Mick and Gayle.
 
 
A visit to the Highland Folk Museum followed.
 
 
 
 
The next picture shows the interior of the C18th building shown in the picture below it.
 
 
 
Here's part of the 18th Century township.
 
 
 
This pond was apparently used for curling, back in the 1700s.
 
 
At the other end of the large museum site, a number of buildings etc transport the visitors into a 1930s environment.
 
 
 
 
This is the 'best' side of this old car, an Austin Seven?, so it needs a fair amount of restoration.
 
 
As does this Fordson tractor...
 
 
 
Enough said - this museum is full of 'work in progress', but the restoration projects have already borne fruit, and they are continuing apace. Well done to all concerned.
 

I'm not sure whether this bike, very like one I used to have, is an employee's or an exhibit!
 
 
Well, that's it from this trip - click on any of the pictures for better resolution and access to a slideshow.

Thursday, 13 April 2017

8 to 10 April 2017 – Heather’s Birthday Weekend

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Whilst I dashed off a few quick postings during the weekend, I’m now back at home with time to process the (few) photos and add a bit of detail.

Before wending my way up the roads north to Newtonmore and my abode for the weekend, pictured above, I’d arranged to meet Jayme in Lancaster for their parkrun. He kindly ran with me, though I suspect our chatting may have slowed me a little!

The run is based in Williamson Park, starting next to the Ashton Memorial, an Edwardian Baroque folly built between 1907 and 1909 by millionaire industrialist Lord Ashton in memory of his second wife, Jessy, at a cost of over £80,000 (equivalent to £7.5 million in 2015).

The course is unrelentingly undulating. My Garmin measured 64 metres of ascent. This compares with 74 metres in Haigh Woodland, and 110 metres in Lyme Park, which remains the toughest parkrun that I’ve done. Lancaster looked as if it would take well over 25 minutes until it came to an unexpected finish after 4.7 km according to my Garmin! Perhaps a loss of reception in the trees caused the gadget to assume a short cut or two…

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The route, which involves two hilly laps, is shown below. There’s a good café next to the memorial, so Jayme and I could relax and in my case recover (Jayme didn’t need to – he is super fit after last Sunday’s Manchester Marathon) and look forward to forthcoming trips to Mallorca (he’s there now) with anticipation.

The parkrun results are here. Interestingly, first to finish by some margin was an 11-14 year old girl. Well done to her.

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Nearly everyone in Heather’s party arrived in Newtonmore at about the same time on Saturday afternoon. Some dog walking took place before we enjoyed a fairly lavish supper at the hostel, comprising various delicacies brought along by those attending.

(Note for Sue: the Thai crab cakes went down well – there will be another batch in a couple of weeks…)

Sunday looked as if it would provide the best weather of the weekend, so I eschewed the short social walk on offer and took my bike to Dalnacardoch for a 9 km ride beside Edendon Water to Sronphadruig Lodge. Here’s the view towards my first hill, An Dun, from a bridge about half way up the glen.

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The bike was abandoned next to the fenced in remains of Sronphadruig Lodge. The walk up An Dun is straightforward but steep, directly up the nose in the centre of the picture.

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There are two summits, the first appearing, about 30 metres from a cairn, to be a little higher at 827 metres. But the north top is also 827 metres and a recent survey concludes that both summits are to all intents and purposes the same height. I went to all the candidates for ‘highest point’. Here’s the view to Maol Creag an Loch from the north summit.

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Rain was forecast later, but the weather held for me – it was a bit grey, but there were sunny periods and reasonable views as I descended carefully down the steep slopes towards the lodge, which is to the left of the river in this picture.

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Lunch was taken in a sheltered spot below Maol Creag an Loch. There were good views beyond An Dun towards the sunlit Carn na Caim area above Dalwhinnie.

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The cairn on top of Maol Creag an Loch does appear to be located at its 876 metre summit, from where An Dun appears as an insignificant foreground ridge in the view towards the Munro summits to the east of the A9 near Dalwhinnie.

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There are thin trods going to both An Dun and Maol Creag an Loch summits, the latter being a little longer but much easier and perhaps a little quicker. Back at Sronphadruig, a small tent that I’d passed on the way up was still securely sealed; its owner was presumably using it as a base for a longer walk.

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Here’s my 12.5 km walking route, including about 800 metres ascent, and taking a little under 4 hours including breaks. The 18 km cycle ride isn’t shown – it took an hour to cycle in and half an hour to cycle back down to Dalnacardoch, 9 km each way, saving a couple of hours compared with walking.

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Later, another ad hoc meal, mainly courtesy of Heather. Delicious.

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Monday was Heather’s birthday, celebrated with lots of cards and presents, and a magnificent cake with at least five differently flavoured layers, lovingly constructed by her mum. There were lots of rock bands to negotiate.

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After a leisurely morning, the group of 15 went to the ‘Zip Trek Park’ near Aviemore. It was a 2 km walk up to the start of the ‘experience’, before which we were all harnessed, helmeted and gloved.

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With two guides and 15 clients, the 14 zip wires took a little time to negotiate and some of the adults were cool and hungry by the end. There was only one significant injury – a possible broken finger when the zip was a bit too zippy and bounced back over someone’s wayward finger.

Some techniques were better than others. ‘Sit back and relax with your feet straight ahead’ seemed to be the best method.

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The last wire was the longest at a little over 300 metres (I would guess). It was marginal as to whether we would do it due to the wind, but whilst it was a bit breezy and squally, it was easy enough. David was the last man down, seen here being caught by Dave from ‘G2’, with Dave’s mate operating a brake that saved David from bouncing against his spectacles like he had done earlier. He may have a black eye from that ‘flesh wound’.

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We soon recovered from any mild hypothermia and the many dogs were satisfactorily abluted before we headed to the Letterbox Restaurant for an excellent tasty meal.

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Tuesday brought indifferent weather in Newtonmore, so after a visit with Sue O to Ali and Adrian, and an otherwise leisurely morning after a late night, I stashed everything in Polly and pottered back to Timperley. Where the sun was shining and warm.

Thanks go to Heather for organising this most pleasurable weekend.

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