Win hill and Crookstone Knoll from Yorkshire bridge

by backpackingbongos

The twisty turny road out of Chesterfield deposited us onto the moors covered by a thick blanket of cloud.  This did not deter the Audi driver who had been trying to climb into my boot for a few miles doing a blind overtaking manoeuvre and vanishing into the murk.  Reaching Hathersage I could not resist the temptation to pull over and visit Outside for a quick fondle of technical fabrics.  I need some new waterproof trousers so that was my excuse.  Disappointingly the shop seemed to only cater for those on Himalayan expeditions on this visit.  I did however manage to get my grubby mitts on a pair of Microspikes.  If there is no snow or ice for the remainder of the winter you now know why!

Being a Monday I managed to squeeze the Bongo into a space next to the bridge over the River Derwent, which was nice.

11 miles with 780 metres ascent

On the journey up I thought that there was strong smell of dog food coming from the back.  It turned out that Reuben had given me the gift of a pile of doggie sick on the back seat.  To give him credit he did attempt to eat some of it!

A word of warning for those planning on climbing Win hill from this direction, the path up Parkin Clough is steep.  Literally a minute after leaving the van and the ground turned vertical.  Luckily I had Reuben to tow me on his race for the summit.  The good thing about steep climbs is that they get you high quickly.  Within half an hour we were approaching the final rocky cone covered by a thin mist, a short walk along its crest brought us to the trig point.

The wide moorland ridge that leads eventually to Hope Cross is one of those hands in pockets, enjoy the views type of walk.  To the west the hills were covered by large banks of cloud and mist.  Only the very top of Mam Tor was poking out into the pale blue sky.

The weather for late January was as close to perfect as you can get.  By now I was stripped down to my base layer and had my sleeves rolled up.  For the first time in months I could actually feel the warmth of the sun on my skin.  There was not even a hint of a breeze.  It has made me start to pine for the long warm days of spring and summer.

From this side of the valley Lose hill gives the profile of a perfect pyramid, a small mountain among the rolling high moors.

Banks of mist continued to ebb and flow over the summit of Kinder Scout before finally the sun won its battle and the sky finally cleared.  Crookstone Knoll looked inviting on the horizon and Rueben was enjoying the smells of the hills, so I decided it would be good to stand on its rocky prow.

A good path leaves the well-worn Roman road and heads across the grassy moorland to two solitary trees standing guard over a lone signpost.  These trees to me emphasised the wild beauty of the landscape that I was in.

With Reuben once again employed to tow me up the final steep slopes we were soon on the outcrop of rock that juts into the Woodlands valley far below.  The photo below does not show it very well but banks of cloud were lapping against Fairbrook Naze with tendrils extending across the western Bleaklow plateau.  A wild scene with only the drone of traffic drifting up from the Snake pass to spoil things.

We were directly opposite what I consider to be the best valley in the whole of the Peaks, Alport Dale.  Alport Castle one of its greatest assets was sadly lacking from our view, lost in the shadows and haze.

I assumed that the walk down to Upper Ashop would be trackless until the shooting cabin was reached.  I was pleased to find a nicely graded grassy track that took me down to the cabin with ease.  The cloud was still ebbing and flowing over the summit of the Snake Pass.

Sadly the cabin was locked and firmly shuttered, it is in a great location being directly opposite the Alport valley.  I had now dropped out of the sun and into the shadow of the hills.  The drop in temperature was remarkable, from early spring back to winter in minutes.  My breath was rising in the cold still air.

Passing Rowlee bridge I followed a strange leat built on what appeared to be a disused railway track.  With no livestock or people around I tried an experiment that I very quickly regretted.  What would Reuben be like if he was let off the lead?  I unclipped it and whoosh he was off like a greyhound disappearing into the distance.  My heart sunk, he had been found as a stray, maybe buggering off is his thing?  After calling his name for a while he suddenly came back round the corner at astonishing speed a huge grin on his face, leaping a stream with ease.  I let him run up and down like a loon a couple more times before clipping the lead back onto his harness.  He does not have the ability to run and listen at the same time.  It will be lead time for him until we manage to get booked on some doggie command training!

The broadleaf woods just before Hagwater bridge are a magical place and I decided it would be a good spot in which to stop and make a brew.  I had brought my new wood burning kettle with me, the mKettle.  I gathered wood and sat there for a while taking in the aroma of wood smoke whilst I waited for the water to boil.  A clever little product and one I will be reviewing in the next week or so.

The chill in the air was getting to the dog so we set off into what now was twilight along the track that leads to Ladybower reservoir.  The river Ashop was frozen here, deep in the shadows along with the first few hundred metres of the reservoir.  In the gathering darkness we stomped together along the track getting the miles in.

The darkness was total by the time we reached the van.

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14 Comments to “Win hill and Crookstone Knoll from Yorkshire bridge”

  1. Looks like a lovely walk. Been looking for a pleasant day walk in that area, so hopefully we’ll do a similar route ourselves soon. Lovely pics too 🙂

  2. aaah, I needed that. I’m working on a sunday and its gloomy as hell here. What a great read. I like the idea of a dog powered ascent too! Looks like a lovely gentle day out for you both.

  3. One of my favourite routes except I go up Jaggers clough. Win Hill is superb anyway up. How is the Challenge training going?

  4. Dafoot, it was a rather pleasant day out, highly recommended. Cheers for the comment.

    Thanks Dave. Working on a gloomy Sunday does not sound like much fun! Dogs are great for pulling you up hill.

    Jaggers clough is a good route Martin. The challenge training so far had just been the odd day out. Need to get in a hard backpack soon, get used to a slightly bigger pack.

  5. What happened to winter?

    Love that last photo in particular!

  6. Thanks Fraser. Winter seems to have gone awol, not sure if I want it to come back to be honest, looking forward to spring!

  7. That report was a pleasure to read, James.

  8. Beautiful landscapes! And what a weather you had.

    Your new kettle looks interesting – have you tried using it with an alcohol burner (they say it should work at least with Trangia and Evernew burners)?

    By the way, if you need snow and ice to test your new Microspikes, just book the next flight to Helsinki – we have loads of both… :/ The Microspikes are a very good product in my opinion, I have liked my pair of them very much (even if I’ve only used them for short, local walks).

  9. I’m tempted to start having walks like these…

    I’m from Yorkshire but don’t live up there anymore. My nearest option is Dartmoor. Have you ever been?

  10. Cheers Martin, it was definitely a pleasure to walk it.

    The weather was kind to me Maria, good to feel the warmth of the sun once again. I have not tried the kettle with a burner yet, something that I will have to do. I look forward to testing out the microspikes. Maybe one day I will get to Helsinki!

    Not been to Dartmoor Dan but this time next week I will be there!

  11. Such sublime sensory overload! Looks like a wonderful walk in splendid conditions; as always there’s some lovely pics there James. I’m beginning to wonder if Reuben isn’t actually Martin Rye in a dog suit though; there’s something about those pictures with his back to the camera, admiring the view…

    Stove looks interesting, heavy though? I’ll wait for the review, but intrigued. Audi drivers do seem to have that urge to overtake come what may. Every time one whizzes past our little Nova, I say ‘Audi you like that!’.

    To get Dougal to come back on command we’ve been giving him a treat on some occasions and not on others – so he thinks he might get a treat and it’s worth coming back to see. Also, sometimes we call him back then send him straight off again so that he doesn’t always associate being called back with the fun being over. Anyhow, we’ve all got our own ways of doing these things and I’m sure you’ll work it out with Reuben. You want to feel confident that he’ll come back if he’s off lead on the hill.

  12. A grand day out there, the fine weather is coming in single day slots at the moment, damn it.
    Yes, Parkin Clough can be a heartbreaker, especially in summer warmth. As I recall from years ago, the track alongside the reservoir was a right mudbath, maybe due to the forestry tractors.
    I’ve still not used my Microspikes either!.

  13. I remember those two trees from my own ventures into the Peaks in March. Reuben looks like a cool dude – nice trip James.

  14. Pete I have never seen Martin and Reuben in the same room so I cannot fully discredit your theory! The stove ain’t too heavy, comes in at about 380 grammes which remember includes a vessel to boil water in. Audi driver I think are the new BMW drivers in terms of silly driving, especially when I have the audacity of taking a campervan out on the roads. We now let Reuben off the lead when playing ball in the park, he is so engrossed in running like a loon and returning the ball for it to be thrown again that he does not even think of running off! In the countryside he is very interested in sheep, pulls on the lead to get at them and gives a high pitch whine. He is small but a powerfull beast, don’t want to think about what would happen if he caught one.

    Dn’t know what has happened with the weather Geoff, changeable to say the least. I would like at least one opportunity to wear the Microspikes. Parkin Clough gets the lungs cleaned out!

    Reuben is THE dude Maz! Those trees to me really enhanced the wildness that day.

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