Howgill Fells.

15°C, rain. This is a replacement for a trip to Scotland recently cancelled (this morning actually). I woke this morning with a strong feeling that I couldn’t face a 6 hour drive to Kintail. After some suggestions from friends I settled on The Howgills. A quiet range of English hills only 70 miles from home. Ideal.

Rain set in during the evening but a spectacle came late in the night. I got out of the tent about 3am and was stunned by clarity. The Milky way arched overhead behind vivid stars. A couple of planets were in plane sight too.

Sunday; 6h 12 mins walk time. The Howgill Fells are a distinctive range sandwiched between The Lake District and the Yorkshire Dales. My campsite lies to the east of the hill which is near the waterfalls of Cautley Spout. Climbing here put you up neat the main summit of Calf Top.

Cautley Spout

The falls were spectaular, more so after recent heavy rains. From this view, the land was laid out below in geological layers, glacial moraines and deeply cut river erosion which reminded me of Bohuntine .

Before the rain really set in.

Monday, walktime: 7h 15′ /sunny and warm after a cool start. I had time in the morning while waiting for a phone call, to plot a route up Baugh Top. A convenient carpark is at the north, Rawthey Bridge by 2 bridlepaths which gives gives a long lead-in and out. This turned out, in contrast to yeaterday, to be a most beautiful day.

This was a long walk over relatively easy terrain. There was no exposure and height gain was never huge. There could have been more wildlife, I saw mostly voles and a few raptors. The only real impediments were boggy ground and frequent flooding. Saw two hikers on the hill, they were on the horizon about a kilometre away. That was all, nobody else. How ideal is that!

Narthwaite farm.

I’m really taken by the North Pennines, I shall revisit!
Once back at the car, hunger set in but I had enough camping food to make supper in the carpark before the drive home.

50s getting easier.

18°C, light SW. some rain.

August floods.

These 50 mile rides are definitely getting easier. I painted all morning while the rain poured.

This time, I took the hills from Ecclestone and descended Bannister just touching 40mph. There was no cafe stop but I did stock up on calories at a garage. Today, I rode the 900th mile on this bike, there is no sign of wear in the chain. Also, after checking the age of the wheels – 2014, 6 years! No sign of wear there either; not the bearings nor the brake surfaces.

Southport CC

21°C, light E breeze, bright and sunny

Checked out the Ribble Way

I rode some of today with Southport Cycle Club. We’ll, some of them. They seemed very likable.
This photo is of the start of the Ribble Way, an interesting gravel route that is worth checking out. It goes north from here up to Preston abd mostly avoids traffic. While I was there, some lads on scramblers rode past and headed up. Then a woman from a farm came out asking which way they got onto the trail. She was obviously annoyed by them; the noise their bikes made was huge.

Lockdown rides w6

12°C, moderate W breeze, sunny,

Unlocking lockdown: the roads are noticeably busier this last few days. For the last 4 weeks, cyclists have outnumbered cars on most roads, but not any more. Another phenomena is the speed. Either drivers are noticeable due to unfamiliarity or they really are.putting their foot down on the empty roads. Drivers who do this are all young men.

Dodge showers

8°C, between showers, some are hail bearing.

Rode the Arrow and enjoyed a return to form (to some extent). Those long cranks feel fine, I can really stretch my legs on the cruise sections.

The Journey Begins

The obligatory intro post from WP. This is the place I want to host.my hiking & cycling posts. As of yet, I don’t know how to extract the relevant tagged posts from my initial site and import them here.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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