A ridge of high pressure extended a friendly finger across the UK making running in the Peak District a pleasure once more.
The drab, grey skies were replaced by blue and a bright sun enticed me to take to the hills in eager anticipation of splendid views, something that I had missed over the last month. The weak sun was fighting to burn off the remnants of an inversion as I passed Surprise View and mist remained over Froggatt, however the skies above Bamford were crystal clear.
Parking by Ladybower reservoir I headed for the high ground to the west, passing Crookhill Farm onto access land and onto the delightful subsidiary to Crook Hill. Cold valley air was soon left behind as I climbed the hillside and up the grassy flank.
|Crook Hill with Ladybower and Bamford Edge behind|
The reward for my effort was a fantastic panorama and I stopped to take in the view, there was no need to rush today, I wanted to drink in the sights, satisfy my craving, to scratch the itch that had been growing for weeks under leaden skies.
Away to the south-west the Great Ridge along Lose Hill and Back Tor, to Mam Tor and Rushup Edge was etched sharp whilst the northern flanks of Kinder stretched to the west under a line of thin cirrus.
|Lose Hill, Back Tor and Mam Tor|
|Northern Flanks of Kinder|
My route took me north-west along the thin ridge, bordering the woodland on my right until reaching the bridleway leading to Hagg Farm. Crossing this I headed for Lockerbrook Heights. A quick look at the map and I decided to “handrail” a wall, down through woodland, heading east-wards to the valley. The open ride between the conifers, runnable at first, was blocked by fallen trees in a couple of places but a little ducking and weaving saw me emerge on the bridleway.
|Down through the trees|
Straight ahead a well maintained track led down through mixed woodland and allowed good running for a few hundred metres before it popped out of the trees at Fairholmes with its visitor centre and cafe.
|Good path through the woods|
|Good running terrain|
No tea and cakes for me, a brief pause to admire the view of Ladybower; the tranquil waters unruffled and highly reflective in the still air before I pressed on, heading for the eastern shore and the more remote hills once again.
|Still reflections on Ladybower|
Crossing below the dam wall a short climb on the road led me to Jubilee Cottages and the smell of woodsmoke. Although the next stretch is a popular walking & biking route it is quiet in midweek and I met only a couple of walkers.
|Ladybower’s eastern shore|
The road fades to track and the easy running ended abruptly as I chose the bridleway climbing steeply up Grindle Clough. As I reached the old barn I looked back to the west, across the reservoir and saw on the skyline the outline of Crook Hill again.
|Crook Hill, high to the west|
A lovely narrow, walled track led me up the hillside and onto access land where it gave way to a rough path across rough moorland. Ahead of me the rocks of the Wheel Stones stood proud against the blue sky on the near horizon, their profile resembling an ancient stagecoach and horses.
|Rocks or a coach and horses?|
I was heading for the skyline and the final uphill effort again gave stunning views as a reward.
|The final climb|
From the high ground above Hurkling Stones the view reinforced why the Peak District is such a fantastic place to run.
I stood a while, taking in the glory before heading off along the rocky path to Whinstone Lee and down into the trees before meeting the main road at the viaduct.
|Run with a view|
|The last woodland|
Taking the path alongside the reservoir I ran the last leg enjoying the warmth, the light, the colour in the landscape, tired yet somehow invigorated by the return of the sun.
|16km and 800m climb|
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