A walk up Riverlin on the way back I called in the Holly Bush pub
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Sights & SoundsArchive for the ‘Out and about’ Category
Day out at Whitby. I feel my job as tour guide has really been helpfully in demonstrating the very best of Yorkshire
Trip over to Yorkshire Sculpture Park
Im playing some huge pitchfork installation here
Walk with Jane, we cracked off 15 miles through beautiful South Yorkshire countryside from Meadowhall down the five weirs walk first and then over to Bradfield and round Agden Reservoir, the weather was perfect, couldn’t have asked for a better day. Pub lunch at The Plough. This is a selfie at the Spider bridge near the Sheffield canal basin.
What a walk! I just wandered up the street from my apartment in Funchal. It was raining quite heavily and I was feeling lost for things to do as I hadn’t planned a normal adventure due to the bad weather. I spotted a lavada (drainage system for water from mountains) running along the road side. They are made of concrete and have paths by them, so I followed it…and it took me along the coast but high up in the village hillside so I could see the coast, but was also emerged in rural, walking right through the centre of banana plantations etc. Then the lavada turned inland and gave me a real surprise. They say don’t do lavada walks alone and I can see why! This one turned quite dramatic at parts, and while I don’t have a fear of heights, my legs were wobbling in a few sections of the walk.
Walk in Derbyshire. This is from the path up to Carl Wark and shows walkers enjoying the hazy sun from over Owler Tor. I finished the day off with a superbly cooked fillet steak and peppercorn sauce at The Italian Kitchen.
Eventful afternoon with Gerald Garratty …within the space of about four hours I’d tried 7 dim sum dishes, stumbled on a crack den, met a graffiti artist, bought a sofa, traveled in a lift (that surprisingly was fully functional – including talking to us) in a derelict block of flats and wandered round one of Sheffield’s roughest areas without getting my camera nicked.
Dim Sum was at Wong Ting on Matilda Street in Sheffield. We met there at 12:30.
I’d only had bits of this type of food in the past and was keen to try a selection. Gerald ordered a selection marking them off on a paper sheet.
We had Prawn Dumplings
Char Sui Buns
Fish Ball & Mooli
Roasted Pork in Steamed Rice Balls
Pan Fried Radish Pastry with Chinese Sausages
Pan Fried Meat and Vegetable Buns
Deep Fried Mixed Meat Dough Balls
Then we decided to do a walk around the industrial area and down to the graffiti spot near the closed club Niche. We cut through the fence and found a guy huddled in a small derelict room. We moved past and a few minutes later he came out spooked by our presence. He was about to take cocaine and we’d disturbed him. We got talking and it turned out he was a graffiti artist and he showed us designs on his phone. They were cool. He plans to put them on shutters if commissioned so they stay in place rather than get pained over.
The next stop was supposed to be Kelham Island but we took a detour over to Park Hill flats. Cant believe that although all the rows are fenced off and no one lives in them that the lifts are still fully functional. The light works, the voice works. We went to the top, and admired the view.
Next stop was through Wybourn Estate, just before we got there I spotted a sofa dealer and saw one that suited what I needed, so a few minutes deliberation and the credit card was out. . At Wybourn we got to hear a bloke call his friend a cunt. We’d arrived!
Steve and I walked from Loxley to Bradfield, over to Strines and Derwent edge. Here we are taking a well earned break at Back Tor, the highest point.
I keep forgetting to update this blog! Today I drove for 4 hours, using the sat nav for directions, from Sheffield to Wasdale Head. The route was fine and expected at the beginning via motorways to Lancaster, then as I hit the lakes I started to notice it taking me the “shortcut” and not around the coastline on the A595 as I would have done via map nav. I ended up on Hardknott Pass. This seriously dodgy road has some parts with 45 degree inclines, and in most places is only wide enough for one car. Quite an experience, especially when the air ambulance came and blocked the road so a fallen cyclist could be scooped up and whisked off by helicopter to hospital.
I arrived at Wasdale Head and parked in the village green, and then set of up through Seathwaite Farm and by the base of Great Gable.
A quick stop for a self portrait (camera on self timer resting on a rock) showing Scafell in the distance.
