Since Saturday we have endured a slow thaw under heavy skies, with the ground in Timperley becoming slowly icier. It has not been exactly photogenic. A planned rendezvous with the Pie Man was abandoned due to his transport problems…
“If it takes me 2 hours to get from my front door to my garage, how long will it take me to reach our meeting point!”
What a wimp!
Then, an enticing message arrived from Notchy:
“Can we tempt you out into Deepest Cheshire?
Here's what's on offer:
- Can't match the eye-popping beauty of last week, but at least our "slush" remains white(ish)
- Clear and treated roads all the way to our drive
- Coffee and biscuits at 10ish in warm kitchen
- Short circuit round the fields and lanes broken by a bar lunch
- Tea and cakes before heading home.”
So, by soon after 11 o’clock we had topped up with coffee and biscuits and were striding across frozen fields under a heavy, and rather loose, sky.
I stopped to say hello to these fine and friendly beasts.
It was hard to keep pace with Andrew and Sue, who strode on with great purpose.
The local ploughmen may be somewhat rotund, if they regularly partake of the lunches on offer here, and the Hydes Original and Kodiak Gold also went down very well. As did the roaring fire.
Sue is feeling a bit better these days, making a very slow recovery from her back condition and incurring a little less nerve pain than over past months.
Andrew proudly pointed out his local hill, on private land – so we couldn’t ‘bag’ it – rising to the oxygen deprived height of 102 metres.
Soon afterwards, with the sky exhibiting increasing looseness and the surfaces re-whitening, we were tucking into a pot of tea and some very fruity cake back in the warmth of Lower Withington’s Aga Kitchen.
Then Sue and I adjourned to The Ashlea for a most pleasurable meal with some TGO Challengers (aka The Backpackers Club).
Here’s an approximation of our route – 11 km, 77 metres ascent, 2 hours 45 minutes in the snow:
There are a few more images from today, here.