I'd been watching the
forecast for a week or so, it had changed from sub-zero temperatures
with light snow to a couple of degrees plus with cloud, I was
looking forward to the snow but the slight change wasn't a complete
let down.
Fast forward a few days
and the call came.. “you're in on Saturday” bugger, this meant
I'd still be at work till lunchtime, usually I'm parked up and ready to
start walking by then.
Saturday came and I was
home by 1pm, after eating and preparing for my short trip I set off,
I arrived in Hayfield just after 4pm.
It was a glorious
summer's evening and I set off at a decent pace, wanting to shoot a
few pictures and find a suitable spot to pitch before it got too
dark.
As I rounded Kinder
Reservoir it was very calm and I was greeted by the familiar and
rather odd cackles of the local grouse.
I noticed the sunlight was getting higher up the surrounding hills and I was on a mission to catch up with it!
I noticed the sunlight was getting higher up the surrounding hills and I was on a mission to catch up with it!
I crossed a small
bridge and filled up my Travel Tap, I had a fairly steep climb ahead
of me and didn't know when I'd get the chance to fill up again, the
climb was tough work but it was paying off, I was starting to reach
the sun drenched places!
I started to pass small
groups of people on their way back down from a day's stroll, I was
slowly getting the place to myself and I made a few brief stops to drink
and take a few photographs of the scenery.
As I reached the top of
Sandy Hays I turned left heading towards Black Ashop Moor, it was
starting to get cold as the sun had disappeared behind clouds which had also ruined my chance of taking any sunset pictures.
After a short while I
took a right, which led me towards the edge, after crossing a stile
it began to get boggy. I broke out the head-torch and flashlight as it
was getting difficult to see what lay ahead, I came across a tiny
stream and decided to fill up my reservoir, it took me a good few
minutes and the water didn't look pleasant at all but it was the only
source I'd found since reaching the plateau.
As the darkness rolled
in I left the path looking for a place to pitch, it didn't take long
to find a level spot and I noted the wind direction (as the forecast
showed the wind increasing during the night) a few minutes later and
my tent was up, I fired up the stove and treated myself to meatballs
and a coffee, with some berries in custard for dessert.
I checked the map and figured I was somewhere near the two red brooks on the Northern edge of Kinder, getting the map opened and closed in such a confined space is definitely an experience!!
I took a look outside
and was pleasantly surprised to see the stars, I located my mini
tripod, grabbed my camera and scampered outside, the wind was
starting to pick up so it was difficult getting the tripod to stay
put, when I was satisfied with what I'd taken I was grateful to get
back inside the tent, my hands were numb with the cold brisk breeze
now blowing across the hillside.
I had a brief look
through the pictures I'd taken and got into my sleeping bag, a short
while later and the wind increased to tent distorting force and
brought with it a lot of rain and sleet, I slept in 2-3 hour periods
due to being woken up by the weather.
The morning was no
different, I packed all my stuff away while leaving the outer tent
in place till I had a break in the rain, I hastily took the tent down
and marched back the way I'd came, it was misty and made following
the path hard (as it often splits into many other paths) I can see why
so many people come to grief up here.
Fighting the wind was a
constant battle and (not surprisingly!) I only passed two hardy
Northerners heading for Kinder Downfall, after a pleasant greeting
they stopped briefly to double check they were heading the correct
way and I assured them they were, It was a fast but tiring descent
back down, my thighs aching from constantly having to keep my legs
from running away beneath me, thankfully the wind was confined to
the higher areas and the mist cleared upon nearing Kinder Reservoir.
After the brief stroll
around the reservoir perimeter I followed the River Kinder back to my
car, grateful for avoiding a drenching and getting some decent night
shots In the process! :)
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