Great Western Public House to Grid SD 967 334
Sunday 27th March 2011
I had a restless nights sleep. Having had an early night I was all tucked up when the bar staff came out and emptied all the bottles into the bottle banks. That was the start of the noise and as the bar closed another group had decided to pitch their tent near me. They started with car doors slamming and giggling. Although trying to be quite (not) it was as if the drink had made them noisy when trying to be quite, if you know what I mean. When they finally got their tent up and went inside it was if they thought the tent had solid walls, as the volume of the chat and giggling went up.
Not to worry I had a good start to the days walking, leaving at about 0740. I picked up another couple of trig points for my spot collection, including White Hill.
|Crossing the M62|
|The Aiggin Stone|
My guide book says this is a medieval moorland marker near a Roman Road. This made me realise I was walking a very old route that had been used for centuries.
Although I had flew to Pete's White House when I did get in for a meal, I struggled to eat my dinner but I was glad of it. At the time I did not know it but today was a day I would cover a lot of distance and very quickly, it was a good day walking.
From the White House The Way moves North beside a number of reservoirs before turning East, North East at Langfield Common towards Stoodley Pike. In my guide book it says Stoodley Pike was built following the exile of Napoleon to Elba in 1814, but building stopped when Napoleon escaped. Then after Waterloo in 1815 work started again with the monument being completed in 1855. My guide then goes on to say it then collapsed and was rebuilt in 1856. While having a quick rest I could not resist going in and looking around at the old graffiti engraved all over the Pike.
|old graffiti on Stoodley Pike|
|Canal at Callis Bridge|
|An old cemetery on the steep climb from Callis Bridge|
|Is this an old medieval bridge?|
What a snobby lot I found at the Pack Horse, as I was taking my boots off I stepped aside to let a couple through to the door. It was like Lord and Lady muck just walking through you like you don't count with not even a thank you for holding the door open, very rude. I also felt that mine host was looking down his nose at me as well. Not to worry after a good meal, I picked up my bag and moved on.
It was still day light so I travelled another few kilometres. From the Pack Horse I retraced my steps back along the road to rejoin The Way which after about a further 400m turned sharp right in an Easterly direction from the road. I followed this path beside a wood and a reservoir where geese were settling for the night, walking for a further 2 - 2 1/2 km. It was starting to get dark, I thought it may be prudent to find somewhere to pitch my tent. I felt uncomfortable about pitching my tent near the water so moved up a track away from The Way and pitched my tent in the dark on a flat piece of ground next to a wall. It was not perfect but good enough for what I wanted, time approx 2040.
I had been on the move about 13 hours, with my 2 hour rest at Pete's White House I had been walking less than 11 hours and covered about another 34km, I felt really pleased with myself.
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Details correct at time of writing.
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