19 Saturday 6 June 2020 Hardcastle Crags
Simon chose to do another walk from the Hannon book and random selection led to a walk from Ripponden. However, a poor weather forecast led me to suggest we did a more wooded walk instead to which Simon agreed.
Therefore we headed to Hardcastle Crags. I was a little concerned that the car parks might still be closed but when we got there we found them open. However the machine didn't accept card or notes , I didn't have any pound coins and there was no source of change around. I decided to risk leaving it there and arguing my case later if necessary.
We had a look at the map in a shelter at the start of the walk then headed up the river Hebden Water.
We disturbed a squirrel but it was gone before Simon could snap it. Simon had a brief rest at the water's edge then balanced along a log we found on the ground. We also chatted with a birdwatcher called Hugo who told us to listen out for a wood warbler.
It started raining just before we reached Gibson Mill. The cafe was closed but we'd had plenty of warning about that in the car park. I was impressed that Simon knew why the mill was sited there from his history lessons.
Simon found the upward slope beyond the mill tiring but still wanted to take the suggested detour to the top of the Crags themselves. We didn't climb to the highest point which looked a bit dodgy in the rain.
The rain eased off as we took the lovely path up to the splendid Walshaw Lodge, admiring the waterfall and some cute calves en route. We had a break in the courtyard at the top as Simon was feeling a little sick but I persuaded Simon we should have our snack stop a little further on. We sat down by a wall and consumed.
Just after we resumed the walk we passed a couple of young women coming the other way. One of them said to me "I love the old school map case" which was a bit cheeky but she was very attractive so I forgave her. Just after that, the rain came on heavy and we sheltered behind a wall while the shower passed.
We then did the gentle climb over the hill to Crimsworth Dean. I pointed out the location of Lumb Falls where I'd taken him as a baby. We made a brief diversion to look at Abel Cross then resumed on the wide track down the valley and reached the car just before another heavy shower. I was relieved to find no clamp or ticket.
We stopped in Hebden Bridge to look round the market and get some chicken nuggets and chips from a street stall which Simon really enjoyed.
We then moved on to Todmorden to get the weekly shopping.










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