"I'm a rambler, I'm a rambler, from Manchester way....."
At the top of the ascent from Edale along Grindsbrook stream. |
Taffy, our intrepid Border Terrier after a quick drink from the stream on the way up. |
The trig point at Kinder Low. The very highest point, a couple of metres higher than this is unmarked in the middle of a peat bog about quarter of a mile out of shot to the right of this. Moments later, the heavens opened, and the visibility went down to 50 yards as the mist descended on us.
The trig point at Kinder Low. |
To make a round trip we followed the Penine Way on the way back. By the time we reached Jacobs ladder on the return to Edale, the weather had dried up a little.
Top of Jacob's Ladder. |
Cast-iron Public Footpath sign (dated 1939). A direct result of the successful public mass trespass onto Kinder Scout earlier in that decade (complete with violent scuffles between the working classes of Manchester and the game keepers and land owners, bringing about the birth of the national parks and the right-to-roam.
Cast-iron Public Footpath sign (dated 1939). |
Finally down back into Edale and a pint and a sandwich at the Nags Head (official start of the Pennine Way). By this time the sun had actually ventured out!
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