TWW 22nd July 2025

 

Ten of us set off under overcast skies & like Old King Cole, when we were up, we were up & when we were down… Everywhere was overgrown with bracken so it became a bit of a challenge to get anywhere. We had coffee by the river then a long humid climb up an old drovers' lane at West Shallowford to lunch in the breeze on the open moor where we had a tiny bit of drizzle. After lunch the bracken began to give way to a dazzling display of yellow gorse intermingled with purple heather. Beautiful as it was, the short trouser brigade ended up cut & bleeding. Charlie was heard to mutter ”I didn’t realise that I was donating blood today". 

Good walk Colin but you may not be asked to lead again!

Amber