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The
Eastern Edges of the Peak District The route we generally use
to get to the This day we had a full compliment
of Boys – Larry, Peter, Ray, Mick (our driver) and myself. Although it
had been wet a few days earlier the weather promised to be dry and we
were in high spirits as we donned boots, checked rucksacks and set off
to Birchen Edge. Having enjoyed the uphill work of a very short scramble
on to the "Edge" we visited the Nelson Monument, which is perched
along with his three "ships", they are actually big rocks, on
the highest point of the ridge. As ever we couldn’t resist the opportunity
to take a few photos before continuing north to the Sheffield Road and
White Edge, and indeed most
of the Eastern Edges are more akin to the Dark Peak than the White Peak,
although they are on the O.S. White Peak Map. The Peak District was once
described to me as a big saucer with the inside being the White Peak and
the generally more upland areas, the Dark Peak, being the rim of the saucer.
We were on the eastern rim and so for the next hour or so we enjoyed a
peaty track and scenery that was very reminiscent of Kinder Scout. ‘Twas
definitely Dark Peak country and even more so because of the rain that
it had received in the previous few days which had made some parts of
our path very boggy. But nevertheless we enjoyed the desolatness of this
terrain and met very few people, Before elevenses - on walks
like this a small flask of black coffee and a Snickers are becoming
an essential for mid morning breaks - we were reminiscing about music
we liked etc. Needless to say it wasn’t long before Ray and I were talking
about Dean Friedman concerts we had been to while the other three didn’t
know who we were taking about. If you are ignorant about Dean Friedman
click here.
The odd verse was being sung of some Beatles’ melodies and then Larry
made an amazing revelation. It seems the only song he had ever known the
words to was My boomerang won’t come back by Charlie Drake. Wow,
we were impressed. So impressed that we encouraged him to sing it to us,
complete with all the funny voices and by he time we left White Edge we
were having a go too. Did you know that if you want your boomerang to
come back first you have to throw it? Seems Charlie Drake never thought
of that. Just before leaving White Edge we spotted the Grouse Inn on our left (west) and were in agreement that it should be our lunch stop. Once off White Edge our route
took us through the Longshaw Estate, which is owned by the National Trust,
and although I can’t say I’ve really explored the estate I have walked
through it many times. The estate's car park is an ideal starting point
not only for areas on our route but also for ridges to the north and Higger
Tor and Carl Wark. But today we were not going to venture further north.
The "Boys" had heard me talk about Padley Gorge It was now uphill. The first part of the route was easy to find but it became less obvious as we went further up the hillside but our navigation was ok and we reached the A625 a 100 or so yards north of the Grouse Inn. As I write this it is the
only visit I have made to "the Grouse" but we were all very
happy with the welcome, the food and the drink. Most of us had steak and
kidney pie with all the trimmings. Delicious. Lunch over, we now were going to enjoy Froggat, Curbar and Baslow Edges. It was therefore out of the pub, down the road and soon we were taking the footpath on to Froggat Edge.
I love these edges. The walking is fairly easy, although it gets more rugged as you reach Curbar Edge, and the views westwards are superb. Needless to say we took opportunities to take a few more photos. Having crossed the road between
Curbar and Baslow - there is a car park here for those of you who might
want a short visit to these edges - we soon came across the highland cattle
that frequent Baslow Edge. Although they look very fierce with their huge
bulk and massive horns they seem to be quite docile and one is able to
get very close to them to admire their red/brown coat, which is quite
a beautiful colour. Even Larry liked them! Although we walked along the
edge of this ridge, rather than the main path, we made sure we did not
miss the Eagle Stone and the Wellington Monument Eagle Stone is supposed to be magical. Not only is it supposed to turn slightly every night but all the men of Baslow are required to climb it before they can get married, or something similar. None of us attempted it. A surfeit of beer and steak and kidney pie was not a suitable training diet. So we moved on and rested on the seat next to the Wellington Monument and enjoyed the views and were able to see the Nelson Monument and Birchen Edge to the east-south-east. If you want to find out more about these monuments and Eagle Stone some information can be found on the Derbyshire Guide Website, along with a short walk on Baslow Edge, at http://www.derbyshireguide.co.uk/travel/walks/baslow.htm. We next took the path towards
Baslow but immediately before the first gate is reached there is a path,
which goes off left and passes under the Wellington Monument, which we
followed to the Sheffield/Baslow Road. If the reader should want to use
this path you should be aware that whenever I have used it it has always
been overgrown and usually very muddy. In fact after rain it can be a
real quagmire. On reaching the road there is a cottage opposite, with a water trough adjacent and right by this is the uphill path we needed to take. This area is called Gardom’s Edge and as you get higher up the path you are treated to wonderful views of the Chatsworth Estate, which lies to the south. This is a lovely path to walk. It’s not too steep; it’s well drained and enough rocks and trees to make it interesting. On reaching the crest of the ridge it was a gentle stroll to reach Robin Hood and our transport home and the end of a very enjoyable day. The total distance covered on this route would be about 15 miles, although it could be shortened by missing out Padley Gorge and Grindleford. |