Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018

Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018
Showing posts with label Susan's 2009 visit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Susan's 2009 visit. Show all posts

Friday, 6 November 2009

Susan’s Visit to Timperley (Manchester) – 26 to 29 October 2009

Here’s a bit more on Susan’s trip, principally for Susan herself.  I hope it will bring happy memories.

We collected Susan and Dave from Kendal, on our way home from Ingleton, and whilst Dave returned home to work, Susan spent four days with us, visiting several local landmarks during the course of her stay. 

There’s a slide show (57 images) here, covering the whole trip.

Monday 26 October - Shutlingsloe

Dave had to return to Birmingham, so it was convenient to drop him at Macclesfield en route to the Peak District.

I reported briefly here by way of a piccie on the summit of Shutlingsloe – the Matterhorn of the Peak District.  Given the view from the summit (uniformly grey), it may just as well have been the Matterhorn!

The mist had however provided a bit of atmosphere as we strolled up to the tree line in Macclesfield Forest.

Silver Birch in Macclesfield Forest

We bumped into Helen and Richard on the summit of Shutlingsloe and they rejoined us whilst we dallied at this pretty spot in Wildboarclough.

Bridge over stream at Wildboarclough

We chatted with them, on and off, all the way to beyond the Hanging Gate near Langley.

The Hanging Gate by Langley

It was a great struggle to walk past this, beyond which the Gritstone Trail transported us neatly outside the Leather’s Smithy.

For some reason (perhaps we were muddy) we went past this as well.  I fear some readers will be less than impressed.

Anyway, I can assure you that we returned safely to Sue, and that the wine flowed, with a good meal, that Monday night.

Here’s our route – 11 km, with 500 metres ascent, taking around 3 hours.

26 October 2009 - route over Shutlingsloe

Tuesday 27 October – Snowdon

Susan had never visited Snowdonia, so I had the Snowdon Horseshoe in mind by way of a gentle introduction.

I have already reported briefly on this day out, here.

Despite an early start, when we reached Pen-y-pass at 9.15 am we just missed the last legitimate parking space.  Others had no conscience about placing their small cars in the large spaces allocated to minibuses, but Susan and I drove back down the road and parked in the lay-by on the main road by Pen-y-Gwryd Hotel.

Some of the resultant savings were utilised on coffee and cake at the café, once we had strolled back up the road.

The beauty of the Snowdon Horseshoe is that, being a short walk, there are no real time pressures, even in winter.

So it was 10.15 by the time we joined the procession of folk who were filing up the Pyg Track.

[Note to self - ‘start earlier to avoid the crowds’.]

It was quite breezy, with cloud on the tops, so reluctantly we decided to miss out Crib Goch and head easily up the Pyg Track in good weather below the cloud.  It was a pleasant morning’s walk, with only the very summit of the mountain in the murk.

It was my first visit to the new café.  Folk were crouching outside with their butties, only food bought on the premises being allowed to be consumed indoors.  It was 12.15.  Should we enjoy our lunch outside, or buy a drink inside?  The decision was made for us.  The serving hatches lowered their shutters at 12.20.  It was too windy for the supply train to run, and supplies were exhausted.  We were free to enjoy our packed lunch and flask of tea in the warmth of the café.

Heading on around the Horseshoe we descended steeply towards the Watkin Path, soon emerging from the mist.

By the time we reached Bwlch Ciliau we enjoyed wide ranging views to the coast and down to Llyn Llydaw to the north east (below).

 Susan at Bwlch Ciliau, with Llyn Llydaw

We strolled along Y Lliwedd, keeping religiously to the ridge, together with a young family.  The children were clearly loving the easy scrambling.

Care was needed on the descent – both Susan and I fell on the greasy rocks, but injuries were avoided and once near the foot of the slope we enjoyed the dregs from the flask before strolling back down to the car.

Looking back to Y Lliwedd

As is often the case on this walk, the mountains cleared of cloud in the afternoon and Susan was at least able to get a good view of the summits, so she could see a little of what she had missed on Crib Goch.

We finished at 4.15, having enjoyed a leisurely 12 km with 1090 metres ascent in around 6 hours.

27 October 2009 - route on Snowdon

Our route is shown above.  It’s quite easy really, as long as you know where to turn east at point 4.  Having said that, we did encounter two lads at the northern end of Y Lliwedd who had mistakenly descended by the Miners Track, when their car was parked at the end of the Watkin Path!  They should just about have made it over Y Lliwedd and back to their car before dark (I bet they didn’t have torches).

Wednesday 28 October – Arnside Knott

The Arnside/Silverdale area, just north of Lancaster, is one of my favourite spots.  Most of our overseas visitors finish up here, in this area of lakes, marshes, woodland, sea shore, limestone pavements and low hills.

I’ve previously mentioned this particular visit, here.  We started with a coffee in the Leighton Moss RSPB café, before strolling down to the public hide, past a group with powerful telescopes looking for bearded tits.

My little camera was totally inadequate, as you can surmise from the slideshow, but during our short stay in the hide, and with the help of a kindly bird watcher and his telescope, we did spot the following:

Whooper swans
Tufted duck
Little Grebe
Black-headed gull

and elsewhere on our walk, these birds were in evidence:

Red grouse
Carrion/Hooded Crows
Rock dove
Wood pigeon

and many more unidentified estuary and woodland species.

These short lists rather expose our lack of observation skills in this area, but I have reiterated these positive IDs for Susan’s benefit.

Continuing over a golf course and through a mixed terrain of fields and woodland, we rose eventually to the 159 metre summit of Arnside Knott.  Sitting on a bench with an elderly couple, they confirmed what we could see to the north:

“Torrential rain and a huge traffic jam in Ambleside”, they pronounced, “so we’ve escaped to this spot.  Isn’t it wonderful.”

Well, it was overcast but fine – not a bad day for late October.

A few metres from the bench, this distinctive but long deceased tree, knotted in Victorian times, is always a good spot for a posed picture.

Martin at the Knotted Tree

Down the other side of the hill, at Far Arnside, Susan appears to be staring at a wall, whilst I regretted not knowing where Mark (Beating the Bounds – essential reading for those who appreciate this part of the world) lives.  It would have been good to meet him.

Near Silverdale

Instead, we strolled along the beach to Silverdale, past autumn leaves, to the Wolf House Gallery, much changed since the days of Ted and Denise, but still a good place to linger.  Today it was warm enough to stay outside amongst the many families who were enjoying a day out on their half-term holidays.

Maple leaves

On we strolled, past Jack Scout and Jenny Brown’s Point to reach the Smelt Mill Chimney and round the estuary to turn our backs on sunlit Morecambe Bay and return past Heald Brow to a minor road that took us easily back to the bird reserve.

The Smelt Mill Chimney near Jenny Brown's Point

Morecambe Bay in the afternoon

Here’s our route – 17 km, with 350 metres ascent, in a leisurely 6 hours.  There are endless variations and permutations to this – given the numerous footpaths you can make walks around here as long or short as you wish.  Silverdale Beach (point 11) is a good alternative start and finish point.

28 October 2009 - our route around Silverdale/Arnside

Thursday 29 October – Dunham Massey

For Susan’s last day in the UK, we chose a venue where Sue could join us.  So after Susan had strolled into Altrincham and explored our local ‘facilities’, we took the 10 minute drive to Dunham Massey and enjoyed pottering around the grounds and the gardens.

I reported earlier, here.

Dunham Massey House

The beech leaves are a lovely coppery colour just now, and when the sun shines, it’s still quite summery.

Sue and Susan stroll in the grounds at Dunham Massey

Then it was a walk back home along the Bridgewater Canal (featured heavily elsewhere on these pages!) before adjourning for a Market Gardener’s Pie at Hale Towers, with Al, Hazel, Andrew, Kate and Fiona.

A very pleasant evening.

Then Susan went home….  We do hope you enjoyed your visit; we certainly enjoyed having you to stay.  And there were some excellent days out….

Here, again, is the link to the slideshow.

Thursday, 29 October 2009

Dunham Massey in Autumn (2)

Dunham Massey - the hall, from the entrance path

For Susan’s last day in the UK…

…what better than a trip to Dunham Massey?

Where the Canada Geese were gorging themselves on the half-term holiday offerings, and the beech leaves were turning quite coppery.

Beech leaves at Dunham Massey

A walk around the park saw Sue and Susan admiring the autumn colours.

Sue and Susan in Dunham Massey Park

But the privacy of the rutting deer was respected, and we didn’t get close enough to photograph a fine fellow with his nubile hareem.

Sadly we won’t be consuming any venison tonight, as a ‘third party dietary issue’ has dictated ‘Market Gardener’s Pie’ rather than our more usual carnivorous fare.

I’m sure we’ll survive!

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Wednesday 28 October 2009 – A Stroll in the Arnside/Silverdale AONB

View towards the Kent estuary from near the summit of Arnside Knott

Today’s 10 mile stroll with Susan brought us to this point for lunch.  Normally the Lake District’s peaks would be laid out before us, but today we sat on the bench with a couple who had escaped from Windermere.

“Torrential rain and huge traffic jams” they reported.

Susan and I reflected on the luck of our easy journey to Leighton Moss RSPB Reserve, from where this pleasant country stroll had started.

(To be continued.)

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Tuesday 27 October 2009 – A Café Somewhere in Wales

A cafe somewhere in Wales

They stopped serving at 12.20, so we enjoyed our own butties inside this café with no view.

Perhaps on a mountain

Outside, the visibility wasn’t much better, but at least Susan could smile from the highest point she will reach on this trip to the UK.

Susan tries to spot the Lake District, allegedly 100 miles away

Later, we could look back to the vanquished pimple from which the cloud had now dissipated.

Mountain rescue training in progress

Monday, 26 October 2009

This, That, and The Other

Just a quick entry as life is acceptably busy this week, after a hectic weekend, with Susan over from Connecticut and trying to make the best of our Autumn weather.  More detailed entries will perhaps follow in due course.

This (below) is an image from Saturday afternoon, on the descent to Ingleton from Gragareth, after my six companions for the day had elected to turn back towards our starting point in Dent.

The view towards Ingleton from Gragareth

A view from near Thwaite Lane, by Clapham

That (above) is Sunday morning’s view south, over fields of the Yorkshire Dales, from near Thwaite Lane – by Clapham, where a group of 24 of us fumbled our way across the moorland, eventually emerging from the road to Ingleborough Cave in rather showery  weather.

Most of the 24 strong group

The Other recent activity was today’s ascent of The Matterhorn of the Peak – Shutlingsloe, with Susan, who posed on the misty summit with her posh new gaiters before the flask came out.

Susan on the summit of Shutlingsloe

Next: A visit to a café in Wales?