Middlewood, Oughtibridge, Wortley, Worsborough, Swaithe, and Stairfoot

I planned to catch the number 57 bus to Oughtibridge from Sheffield Interchange. I arrived at the appropriate departure stand to see the bus just pulling away; I could have easily caught it but I didn't rush because I didn't realise that the early morning services leave at forty five minutes past the hour and not ten past as they do for the rest of the day. So...I walked over to the nearest tram stop. I thought the same thing was going to happen again but fortunately the tram driver saw me running and waited for me. Throughout the journey there were six trainee conductors standing near to me and listening to their conversations was quite interesting.

The tram only goes as far as Middlewood though and so I had to start the walk from there, adding two miles to the distance. It wasn't long until I reached the park and was able to walk near to the river for a few minutes, followed by an equal length of time walking along the road until I stumbled upon a footpath sign indicating Beeley Wood, precisely where I needed to be.

Probably half an hour later I reached Oughtibridge, the original starting point for the walk today; it was easy walking along a gravel or concrete track never too far from the river...quite boring though really.

I walked up Station Lane until I reached the first path on the left as intended, heading off towards a factory but then turning to the right towards Wharncliffe Woods; just inside the woods there's a rustic tattoo parlour. It wasn't long until the walking conditions were very similar to how they were in Beeley Wood, well-maintained forestry tracks - by now I was able to listen to the cricket commentary though  to help to pass the time, and the miles.

For quite a while now I'd been walking along the TransPennine Trail, but I left it at Finkle Street and walked along the road to Wortley. 

It was a pot of tea and a slice of cake at The Countess Tearooms in the village and then I spied a lovely rabbit pie at the farm shop next door but didn't buy it because I didn't fancy having to carry it home and it ending up in pieces at the bottom of my rucksack.

I was glad to be out of the woods as I walked across the countryside on my way to Worsborough. I noticed something a bit unusual though, something I've not seen before; sunflowers growing among a field of maize...I wonder why?

Just beyond Hermit Hill, for the first time ever in all my years of walking and thousands of miles covered, I was able to use a stile with some comfortable handgrips added by the landowner, wooden bedknobs in fact...many thanks for that, it's much appreciated...together with the clearly indicated entrance into the wood using copious amounts of bright yellow masking tape.

The section of the walk passing close by the Northern College campus at Wentworth Castle was familiar because I walked here a few years ago when I was on a residential mapreading course. A few hundred yards further on the path goes quite near to a large obelisk associated with the Estate, but I couldn't get a close-up look because builders were working in a neighbouring property and scaffolding and their vehicles ruined every photograph I attempted to take.

I went inside the working watermill at Worsborough Mill Country Park.

I picked up the TransPennine Trail again a few hundred yards further east but soon left it to head for the hamlet of Swaithe and then a walk of about a mile and a half along the busy road to the bus-stop at Stairfoot: the bus to Doncaster was ten minutes late.

'Navigation for Walkers' Course At Northern College

I've just got back from a weekend residential course at Northern College: the course was 'navigation for walkers.'  The college is based at Wentworth Castle, an impressive eighteenth century stately home just a few miles to the south west of Barnsley. It's surrounded by extensive grounds and gardens which incorporate a tall obelisk, a rotunda, and a Greek temple in their design... and a fairytale ruined castle built that way as a folly; all dating from the same period as the house itself. 

It's a two-hourly bus service out to the college and the timing meant that I arrived at 1:15 for a three o'clock induction. This gave me plenty of time to settle in and take some photographs of the house, grounds, and gardens.

I was accommodated in a very nice single room in the Stables Block; sharing the toilet, kitchen and shower along the corridor with only one other person.

I left my bags secure in my room and headed straight for the 'castle' at the top of the hill, passing the obelisk on the way. I eagerly climbed all the way up the spiral staircase to the top of the main tower; being careful not to provoke the dragon.

There was another tower which I didn't climb up though.

The induction tour lasted for ninety minutes; Rachel, the woman who did it was totally unique, wearing a skin-tone 1960s-style air stewardess' uniform with what looked like tightly-folded matching napkins positioned as epaulettes-cum-shoulder-pads, metal chains hanging from every pocket, large chunky shiny metallic bangles and random pieces of ripped shoe leather clinging to her arms and wrists...and a combined tea cosy/ coiled first aid bandage sitting precariously on her head, ready to pounce - all the time speaking in a broad Barnsley accent and perching on six-inch-high leopard skin design platform shoes. Amazing...once seen, never forgotten.

After the evening meal we had a two hours classroom session covering map and compass work. This was practical and very good, mainly finding out what the symbols on a map mean, and then moving on to grid references and compass bearings.

On Saturday morning I woke up to find a grey squirrel running across the grass outside my bedroom window...and my camera battery flat; so, unfortunately I was unable to take any photographs on Saturday and Sunday.

After breakfast we returned to the classroom to discuss other issues.  We had to pay for lunch; breakfast and the evening meal are included in the cost of £39 [which I didn't have to pay because I'm unemployed/disabled] - it was only £2.50 though for a main course, pudding, and cup of tea.

We had a bit of time to get changed into our walking clothes, and started the walk at about 1:30.

The walk was about four miles long, in some lovely countryside surrounding the college; basically the eastern foothills of the Pennines. In pairs, we all got the opportunity to lead the group; navigating the course using map and compass. The weather was a bit cloudy and cool to begin with, but soon improved. Overall, the walk went well; one woman who seemed to be rather unwell struggled a bit though, but even she finished in good spirits. The pacing exercises were good fun; and we even saw some deer in the deer park located in front of the house.

There was no evening class on Saturday; we were set some 'homework' instead - completing our workbooks; all 29 questions...however, resting an OS map on a single bed isn't the most accurate way of checking grid references and compass bearings though.

On Sunday morning we had fun doing a short orienteering course, taking in all the interesting sights in the grounds and gardens. At the end of the navigation course I didn't have to hang around waiting for the bus; I was offered a lift back to Doncaster.

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My overall impressions: A lovely location and surroundings, adequate accommodation and decent meals; and a really challenging and enjoyable course.

However, I think the subject matter covered tended to be a bit too academic and classroom-focussed, and the skills, knowledge and techniques learned would not be of much practical use when out walking on the moors. It might be straight-forward and easy to take a bearing or check map co-ordinates in the classroom,  when the map is fully open and laid flat on the table, however it's almost impossible when it's cold, wet, and windy in some of the wilder parts of the Peak District.

I would have appreciated some time being devoted to navigating when you're only able to realistically use your compass to locate north, learning the points of the compass and their relationship to bearings,  and using a few practical geographical and  geological terms to describe a route or location.

To be honest I already know most of what we did on this course, but it's re-assuring to confirm what facts and techniques I do know...and therefore assess what I'm capable of achieving in any particular situation and make the correct, safe decision.