Baslow, Curbar, Calver, Rowland, and Bakewell

I travelled to Baslow and got off the bus at Devonshire Bridge and walked back through the village to the church, passing over the old packhorse bridge. It was snowing when I arrived, and kept it up for most of the day.

I continued up the hill to Gorsebank Lane, a wide farm track which peters out into a lovely footpath going across fields beyond the farm - this was the only photograph I took though because of the poor weather conditions.

I reached Curbar and walked down the road to Calver and then struggled to find the footpath going up to Hassop Road, which I needed to walk along for a few hundred yards until I reached the footpath along the old quarry road leading to the landscaped opencast workings.

There's a track leading down to Rowland; I met some Highland cattle on the way down.

I continued through the village, down the road and across the fields to Bakewell.

The highlights of today's walk were walking through the crisp, clean, and crunchy snow and enjoying the large, soft, fluffy snowflakes falling on my heads.

When I got back to Sheffield Railway Station I slipped as I was running for a train; torn trousers and a grazed knee were the result.

Cutthroat Bridge, Hope, and Castleton

I arrived in Sheffield in time to catch the 07:59 bus to the start of the walk at Cutthroat Bridge: I had alternative walks planned just in case I didn't get up in time. It's a steady climb up onto Bamford Moor, from where there are lovely views looking down at Ladybower Reservoir.

The view of Ashopton Viaduct shimmering in the sunlight was magnificent from every angle; I just wanted to keep looking at it and taking photos, but I had to be careful where I was putting my feet and so had to regularly glance down every few seconds.

I got safely down to the dam wall, walked across it and then climbed over half way up Parkin Clough before branching to the left and taking the path around the eastern flank of Win Hill.

Once I'd descended into the Hope Valley I was mainly walking through pastureland; there were a lot of stiles that I had to climb over - each one seemed to be a different style. One of them in particular I found interesting, it had a small plastic or aluminium box attached to it; I'm assuming that inside this box there were some electrical components powered by a tiny solar panel. I wonder what its purpose is? My best guess is some sort of electronic counting device.

Hope church was looking its best in the winter sunshine.

The approach to Castleton from the east is lovely; I took plenty of photographs.

I had thirty minutes to wait for the bus - plenty of time to take a few more photos.

When I got on the bus I noticed that a sweeping brush was stowed on board; it would be useful in snowy conditions.

UPDATE: Someone has suggested that the small box attached to the stile is a solar light. It's so obvious that I'd never thought of that. It's very helpful by the landowner, or whoever though.

Wadworth, Stainton, and Maltby

A later start again today - sometimes life's essential mundanities get in the way of walking in the Peak District. So...it was a local walk...but I did find a few stretches of footpath which were new to me.

I travelled to Wadworth, a journey of less than fifteen minutes on the bus.

I left the village heading westwards; the path across the fields to Wadworth Wood was very muddy, but clearly defined. I turned left just before the path went through the motorway underpass - I was now heading heading south towards Stainton, another pretty local village. Just as I was approaching the village five wild deer crossed the road a few yards in front of me...I only saw them for a few seconds though.

The street I had intended to walk along was blocked by contractors' vehicles, and in particular a large lorry with a crane that was unloading heavy concrete beams. I ended up going the wrong way and did a lengthy detour along quite busy roads. 

The road passed beneath a railway bridge, and just a few yards beyond I noticed seven or eight sets of semaphore signals and an old wooden signal box. 

I know this line used to be a lot busier when the collieries were open, but these days it's a little used freight only line, and it's only single track; so why is there so much infrastructure right here?

I eventually found a track leading over to Maltby Common and the nature reserve, and then continued through the woods and down into the valley, where's there's a footpath which took me right into the churchyard at Maltby.

It was only a short walk up to the bus stop and I didn't have long to wait for a bus since there are four an hour going to Doncaster.

Bamford, Stanage Edge, Stanedge Pole, Porter Clough, and Endcliffe Park

I saw my first snow of the winter lying in the fields at the side of the road at Hollow Meadows as the bus climbed up towards the moors. I didn't spot any any earlier because it was very misty this morning; that's why I started the walk at Bamford, and stayed at low altitude for the first few miles. The mist did clear clear up quite a bit later on.

I got off the bus at the first stop in Bamford and walked down through the village and then turned left and continued uphill along Joan Lane. I soon found the footpath that I was looking for, passing through a field where three women were exercising their dogs - there were the remains of a large snowman in one corner.

I climbed up through some woodland to the access road for the sewage works and then re-joined the path a few yards later. 

This section of footpath took me down into Hurst Clough, using several dozen steps cut into the hillside.

Hurstclough Lane is a very muddy, deeply rutted sunken lane that's no more than a narrow track. I climbed up it for a few minutes before taking the path that leads to Nether Hurst, from where I made my way up to Stanage Edge

En route I made a slight detour to visit the ruins of the chapel at North Lees.

At the foot of Stanage Edge there was quite a bit of snow and ice and so I put on my new ice grippers; I felt a lot safer scrambling up to the top.

I walked along the top of the edge for awhile before taking the Long Causeway across the moors to Stanedge Pole [if you look closely at the photograph you'll see it's spelled as 'Stanage Pole'...I always try to stick to official Ordnance Survey spellings though.] 

Just as I reached the first of the Redmires Dams I headed for Fulwood Lane, going across the moors on a well-used concessionary footpath, and then descended down Porter Clough to Endcliffe Park, from where I caught a bus back to the city centre.

When I reached the woodland at the top of the clough there was no more snow or ice on the ground and so I removed my grippers; about a mile further down the valley I used the public toilets next to the Forge Dam Cafe to put on my overtrousers because my trouser legs were very muddy - I sank into some deep boggy areas on Rud Hill a couple of times.

Today's Walk Cancelled

I've just returned from the railway station; there are no trains running to Sheffield today, they're only going as far as Mexborough. The station was deserted so I couldn't ask anyone what plans have made for getting people to Sheffield, whether a direct coach service going down the motorway would be provided.

I didn't fancy taking the bus; it takes over an hour and a half, and so by the time I would have reached Sheffield many of the buses going to the Peak District would have already departed.

I shall try again tomorrow; with it being a weekday the trains should be running...and the weather forecast is decent. I will probably have to plan a different walk though because the bus timetables are significantly different on Sundays.