I live to the North West of the Peak District. Although not far, it can be a bit of a drag, driving to the Peak District, because of the traffic on the A6. Consequently, I’ve tended to stick to the more easily accessible parts. Pure laziness.
In the Spring, I ventured a little further than normal, and was rewarded with great weather and gorgeous scenery. I decided that the Derbyshire Dales were my new favourite bit of local countryide — if you consider a 1-hour drive to be local. I liked it so much, I had a short holiday in the area.
I was based in Bakewell for the duration. It’s a small town with glut of outdoor shops, pubs and Bakewell Pudding/Tart vendors. It’s an excellent base for exploring the area; there are lots of rolling hills, historic old buildings and public footpaths. There’s even a couple of stone circles. I visited the Nine Ladies (frozen to stone as punishment for dancing on a Sunday).
I admit, I had a brief hippy phase in the 70s. So, it seemed especially weird (man) when I was stood in the centre of the stone circle, and noticed the strange halo appearing around the sun. Apparently, this is a 22 degree halo. It’s quite unusual because of the ice crystals forming in the atmosphere.
I managed a good 6+ mile walk every day of the trip. Not only is this good excercise, but it allowed me to cover quite a lot of ground, and get to know the region better. I can see why the lords and ladies built their big houses there. The landscape is the stuff of oil paintings.
After a couple of sedentary years, I’m a bit fitter than before. I’m hiking and jogging regularly. So, I’m hopefully staying away from hospitals for a while. But, it’s comforting to know that, if I take a turn for the worse, there’s always a defibrillator handy.