Read about the more 'English' things that Adeline & David did in England....sigh...how I wish I was there too!
"We did the Great Ridge in the Peak District, which involved us climbing up three peaks: Lose Hill, Mam Tor, and Back Tor. We only managed Lose Hill before our feet gave way (we weren't wearing adequate shoes). And it was very challenging!
Anyway, this is item number two of the Very British things we have done. The first was visit the country fair which was also a very British thing.
"We did the Great Ridge in the Peak District, which involved us climbing up three peaks: Lose Hill, Mam Tor, and Back Tor. We only managed Lose Hill before our feet gave way (we weren't wearing adequate shoes). And it was very challenging!
Anyway, this is item number two of the Very British things we have done. The first was visit the country fair which was also a very British thing.
The countryside was beautiful but I started feeling a bit hemmed in by all the hills and valleys after a while. Will take the rugged Northumberland coast over rolling hills any day. Also, I have an intense fear of heights which did not serve me well on my descent of Lose Hill.
There were also many sheep some more crafty than others. On our arrival at the summit of Lose Hill, two rams were waiting to be fed by the travellers who rested there. And they left 'presents' everywhere (sheep manure).
Our walk began at the village of Hope. We took the difficult path, climbing up the hill, going through a horse pasture, and many sheep pastures, before beginning the ascent towards the summit of Lose Hill. We started our journey from Derby train station at 10 am. Met a group of Morris dancers and Sheffield, and it seemed that many people were going on this walk as well, as it is quite popular.
The walkers would nod and greet us as we passed and David called this the 'traveller bond' because when you are out there in the 'wild' humans need to rely on each other. We reached the summit at one. After that we continued walking, and decided halfway that we needed to break at the mid-point, a village called Castleton. We began our descent at around 2:30 and reached Castleton about an hour later. It was a very difficult descent as the path was not that well laid out.
We then chanced upon a farm advertising its 'Peak District' ice cream. Lured by the promise of fresh creamy ice cream, we entered and to our joy discovered a quaint shop with various farm animals up for feeding, a place to wash our hands and a place to sit to eat our packed lunches. We had ice cream while an inquisitive hen was poking around looking for food and later, a curious tabby cat came and sat next to David. Guinea pigs were chirping away near our lunch table, an indication that they were extremely contented. The farm lady pointed the way back to Hope and we took the path back (the easy way this time). Took about one hour to reach. Then the train to Sheffield, an on to Derby. What a day!
The walkers would nod and greet us as we passed and David called this the 'traveller bond' because when you are out there in the 'wild' humans need to rely on each other. We reached the summit at one. After that we continued walking, and decided halfway that we needed to break at the mid-point, a village called Castleton. We began our descent at around 2:30 and reached Castleton about an hour later. It was a very difficult descent as the path was not that well laid out.
We then chanced upon a farm advertising its 'Peak District' ice cream. Lured by the promise of fresh creamy ice cream, we entered and to our joy discovered a quaint shop with various farm animals up for feeding, a place to wash our hands and a place to sit to eat our packed lunches. We had ice cream while an inquisitive hen was poking around looking for food and later, a curious tabby cat came and sat next to David. Guinea pigs were chirping away near our lunch table, an indication that they were extremely contented. The farm lady pointed the way back to Hope and we took the path back (the easy way this time). Took about one hour to reach. Then the train to Sheffield, an on to Derby. What a day!
People of all ages were walking... Old people, young people, little children. There were even parents carrying little babies around... this was a really difficult walk.. so this just shows how enthusiastic some Brits are about their countryside. Walking is a national British pasttime. Very healthy too."
Mummy's note: I can think of more English things...drinking beer standing up (of course I don't drink la), eating fish & chips in newspapers, wearing funny hats, talking about the weather, calling you "luv", taking the tube, watching Shakespeare's in the grounds of a castle, watching plays standing up for at least 2 hours at West End (its the cheapest at GBP 5 la...)........
Mummy's note: I can think of more English things...drinking beer standing up (of course I don't drink la), eating fish & chips in newspapers, wearing funny hats, talking about the weather, calling you "luv", taking the tube, watching Shakespeare's in the grounds of a castle, watching plays standing up for at least 2 hours at West End (its the cheapest at GBP 5 la...)........
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