Sunday 6 October 2013 – A Buxton Bimble

Sue kindly organised this walk. She managed to attract a good turnout of 16 random bimblers on this sunny, summery day, despite a few dropouts.

The Trading Post café in Buxton proved a good place to assemble for a leisurely start well after 10.30am. Colin and Paul had walked to the start, and between them exercised the necessary local knowledge to extricate us from the pleasant town and into the countryside along ‘Green Lane’ towards Tunstead Limestone Works.

We soon paused for tea and cake – the latter being in limited supply as we had only expected ten people.

A nearby blast shelter would hardly have fitted all of us – just as well blasting doesn’t take place at weekends!

The Works were bisected by our path, which led down into Great Rocks Dale and across a long bridge.

The ascent towards Tunstead meandered pleasantly out of the dale and up a zigzag path.

From Tunstead, a high path took us past summery Peak District scenes like this one.

We passed farmers chatting in the sunshine outside Hassop Farm, before being drawn through Chee Dale Nature Reserve.

 

The path led down to a bridge across the River Wye, where Paul sighed with relief when he realised that his recommended lunch spot was indeed the idyllic location that he had predicted.

We lingered whilst a skinny mallard bravely sneaked what scraps she could scavenge. A couple of noisy young goosanders then joined the party, and a dipper busily scouted the river. Several buzzards watched attentively from high above.

A steep path then led south towards Priestcliffe, and on across the main A6 road. Local knowledge rumoured that the footpath through Fivewells Farm may be something of a mud-fest, so we by-passed that, and the Waterloo Hotel, and took the Senners Lane/Pillwell Lane route to join the Midshires Way for our journey back to Buxton in the continuing glorious weather.

Colin paused to re-fill his flask with Illy-Willy Water, reasoning “I fancy a day off sick tomorrow”.

Several of the party walked past the Church Inn in Chelmorton before returning to it whilst the rest of us finished off the refreshments we’d been lugging round all day.  Meanwhile, Sue was composing artwork with her camera:

We then set off at intervals, several of us chatting sufficient to miss the Midshires Way path and inadvertently head along Caxterway Lane to what appeared to be a dead end.  The hillside did however provide some reassurance as to our location!

So by the time we reached Deep Dale, we were a bit spread out, with one group leaving the western lip of the cleft as the backmarkers were reaching the eastern lip.  You can just see them in the distance. (If you know where to look.)

We didn’t go into the small cave to the left of the path in the bottom of the dale today, but I understand there is a much bigger cave, worthy of exploration, with a large chamber, just off the path to the south. I think this is Thirst House Cave, an obvious entrance on the east side of Deep Dale that after about 20 metres drops to a second chamber that allows those with head torches to explore the cave up to a length of nearly 60 metres underground. Worth remembering for next time.

We bimbled on, soon reaching King Sterndale’s reverberating chapel.

Amongst the worshippers’ cars, Sue spotted a nodding sunflower in a campervan.

This was the highlight of her day. Some folk are easily pleased!

A field of cows and an unhelpful farmer confirmed that we had entered Cowdale, heralding the outskirts of Buxton. “We can make a living without having to put up with bimbling ramblers meandering across our fields” he muttered under his breath.

Soon Buxton’s railway viaduct lured us through one of its arches,

and onto the A515 road for an increasingly urban stroll back to the fleshpots of the resort, where the café had shut about five hours earlier.

So we went home, having enjoyed perhaps our last ‘summery’ walk of the year.

Here’s our route – about 22km (14 miles) with 600 metres ascent, taking us about 6.5 hours including breaks.

And finally:

Whilst composing this ‘trip report’ I received a request from the marketing agent who has in the past provided me (and hence some of you) with Berghaus kit for review, to “publish an infographic that Berghaus have produced about 'The Ultimate Trail' which one of their athletes (Philippe Gatta) is in the process of completing”.

I’ve not come across either ‘The Ultimate Trail’ or the term ‘infographic’ before, and I suspect Philippe Gatta would feel as out of place on one of our bimbles as most of us would do on one of his days out.  But it may be of interest, and whilst basically being an advert for Berghaus, there are links to other similar ‘high energy’ escapades which may be of interest.  Click here for the link to the ‘infographic’, and here to ‘follow the trail’.  …Enjoy!?

Here are the links (click on the underlined text) referred to in the comment attributed to Paul F:

"Infographics" - this Wikipedia article explains in the overview.

This recent cartoon (from the popular xkcd blog) satirises the trend nicely.

Moving On

When I first came to Manchester in 1967 I spent a couple of hours every Saturday afternoon at a place called Maine Road, where some mainly local lads (many still live in the area) kicked a football around with great theatre and skills.

The alternative to visiting the old stadium was listening to the roar of the crowd from my nearby lodgings, so it was better to be part of the event than to be on the fringe of it.

Once I moved away from the immediate vicinity of Maine Road, and the game seemed to me to be less attractive to watch, I slowly lost interest.

A new stadium was built for the Commonwealth Games, held in Manchester in 2002, the magnificent City of Manchester Stadium.  It was brilliant, and our visits to watch the athletics were memorable.

Since then the stadium has been adapted for other purposes and is currently known by the name of a foreign sponsor. Last week I received the kind offer of a pass into the stadium for a prestigious event.  I was curious to visit and made my way to the evening match.  The vantage point was excellent.  I watched for an hour and a quarter as some (mainly) foreigners in blue passed a white ball to some other foreigners in red, who then passed it amongst themselves and occasionally kicked it past the blue people into a net, before graciously handing it back to the blues to repeat the performance.  There was a large contingent of very red and very noisy supporters at one end of the stadium.  The rest were silent and blue. (And masochists?)

I wasn’t the only person to leave early.  I shan’t be going again.

Trentham Gardens – 8 August 2013

Yesterday I sorted through some pictures taken whilst I was in the Pyrenees.  Sue must have sneaked off to Trentham Gardens when she should have been working, and she hasn’t got round to downloading her photos until now.

There’s no evidence as to whether she went alone, or in company, but there is evidence of the visit…

Meanwhile, I was in the Pyrenees amongst herds of izard, flailing along the switchbacks of the Noufonts ridge.

1 October 2013 – Some Anniversaries, and Jessica

The first day of October is usually an active one for me.  Tuesday was the tenth anniversary of my becoming a part timer before winding down and retiring.  It’s also the sixth anniversary of the start of these pages in 2007.

This year all I could manage was a local, flat, ten mile bike ride.  That was ten miles more than I’d have managed a couple of weeks earlier.  Hopefully I’ll return to the hills during October.

I’d hoped to post a photo of newly born granddaughter Jessica with her mum and dad, but they seem to be camera shy at present, so step-grandma and big brother will have to do for the time being.

Sweeties… all of them!

PS And it seems I now have 100 ‘Followers’, thanks to Conrad, who has actually been following the blog for a while. Only a small proportion of those ‘Followers’ do actually regularly look at the blog, though I know there are a few other ‘anonymous’ readers.

Google reckons the blog has enjoyed around 322,000 page views in those six years, whereas Statcounter has ‘counted’ just 236,000.  Who knows which is correct. July 2013, whilst I fumbled with postings from the Pyrenees, seems to have produced a peak in the readership.

Grandad (Again)

I reported some time ago on Jacob’s arrival, with a none too flattering ‘Gollum’ picture.

He’s pictured above, last weekend, with Sue - modelling a bench in Newton Park (don’t ask!) after his first night out in Timperley.

Tonight he gained a sister, Jessica, coming into this world at a weight of 7 pounds, at 20.24.  She will be forever grateful for my failure to place a similar ‘Gollum’ like picture on these pages.

Congratulations, Kate and Simon, and I hope you can largely avoid the world of sleep deprivation this time…

Wednesday 25 September 2013 – An Evening Stroll Around Alderley Edge

Last night we managed a brief outing, starting at the Drum and Monkey in Alderley Edge.  Sue and I were joined by some usual suspects for a very leisurely amble up the Edge and along towards The Wizard, before crossing the B5087 and failing to find the mine entrance near the site of Hagg Cottages.  We couldn’t have gone into the mine, but a visit is planned for the future.

An archaeological dig was carried out on these cottages in 2003.  They were occupied until after the Second World War, and were only demolished in the mid-1950s.  In fact, some of the former residents were frequent visitors to the dig, re-living their childhood memories.  There’s not much chance of anything being rebuilt hereabouts, as there is contamination from sulphuric acid used in the extraction of copper.  The whole area is riddled with mines.  Is it just a matter of time before a nearby footballer’s mansion subsides into one of them?

Having managed to avoid most of the mud on the descent to the cottages, we followed the easy path to the north of the barking dogs of White Barn Farm, before turning right to head along the narrow field path to the B5087. The slippery cobbles of Squirrel’s Jump provided a challenging route for those who wanted to stay upright and unbruised before returning to the Drum and Monkey for a welcome pint of Unicorn.

5 km in rather less than an hour and a half.  Thanks for joining us, folks.

Here’s Alistair’s take on the evening. (Click on this text.)

France – Quiz Night at SWOG

The other night Sue and I had the pleasure of attending one of the first Wednesday evening sessions of the ‘season’ held by Stockport Walking and Outdoor Group (SWOG) at Hazel Grove Civic Centre.

‘Bring along a few photos’ they said. So we did. But there were some timing and technical issues that meant the memory stick stayed firmly in my pocket.

However, given that I’d taken the trouble to pull out a few images of France, and entries on these pages have been rather sparse of late (I haven’t been anywhere other than that SWOG meeting), I thought I’d post them here, and offer a small award for the person who can send me the best answers to the questions:

‘Where were we?’, and ‘What were we photographing?’ That is – what’s in the picture, where was it taken from (not necessarily France), and can you provide any additional information about why we may have been there?

For all I know, the information is embedded somewhere in the pictures and may be what is preventing all my efforts to upload them to the internet in any other way without causing Internet Explorer to crash.

The pictures are numbered 1 to 17, and entries should be sent to me at francetest@topwalks.com by 13 October.

5 January 2014

There were no entries.  So it's just as well that I enjoyed compiling this sequence of pictures.  The answers are:

1. Carcassonne - la Cité (2004)

2. Hendaye - at the starting point of GR10 by the casino at Hendaye Plage (2013)

3. Nice - Bernar Venet Sculpture - Garden Albert - 1988 "Arc of 115°5" (19 metres long)

4. Nice - Place Massena - 7 statues in white resin, 10 metres above ground.  Illuminated at night in different colours.  Sculptor – Jaume Plensa

5. Monte Viso from Colle Guillian (2451 metres) – with France just in view on the far right (19/7/2008)

6. Carcassonne - la Cité, from near the campsite (2004)

7. Forclaz – the Hotel/restaurant at col de la Forclaz, on the Tour de Mont Blanc and the Walkers’ Haute Route from Chamonix to Zermatt

8. La Flégère Refuge, with peaks across the Chamonix valley

9. Mont Blanc and Glacier des Bossons, from Chamonix

10. Chamonix and Mont Blanc from the balcony path between Chalet de la Flégère and Les Chéserys

11. L’Aiguille du Midi – 3842 metres – from Chamonix

12. Ibex on the French/Italian border near Colle ouest de Sabbione (4/7/2008)

13. Mont Blanc massif from Rifugio Bonatti

14. Mer de Glace and Les Drus from just below Lac Blanc

15. Glacier d’Argentière from above the Chéserys lakes

16. Relaxing at a small lake on the path to Lac Blanc from Flégère

17. Panorama from Rifugio Walter Bonatti, with Grandes Jorasses – 4208 metres

B of the Bang – ‘Britain’s Tallest Sculpture’

This posting was stimulated by Wuxing Nick’s comment on the previous posting showing at least 24 images of Manchester landmarks.  He confused the sculpture with a palm tree! (Ha-ha!)

So, being confined to barracks, so to speak, here’s an entry about a Manchester landmark that will soon be lost to the mists of time.

B of the Bang was a competition winning sculpture for the City of Manchester Stadium where the 2002 Commonwealth Games were hosted, now the home of Manchester City Football Club, and known as the Etihad Stadium for sponsorship purposes.

The top picture was taken from what turns out to be a rather dangerous position below the sculpture, whilst the picture at the foot of the posting shows it from the safety of the front of the stadium.  If I’d known its future I’d have taken more pictures.

The tallest sculpture in the UK until the completion of the 60 metre tall Aspire sculpture in Nottingham in 2008, it was taller and leaned at a greater angle than the Leaning Tower of Pisa.  It was inclined at an angle of thirty degrees from the vertical and represented a major challenge in both construction and engineering.  It was commissioned by urban regeneration company New East Manchester Limited to mark the success of the 2002 Commonwealth Games and was designed by Thomas Heatherwick and selected by a panel including experts and local residents.

The name 'B of the Bang' was inspired by Olympic Gold Medal winning sprinter Linford Christie, who said that he started his race on the B of the Bang.

The spikes were hollow and as light as possible, with five supporting legs made from thick heavy steel, although visually identical to the other spikes. At the centre of the sculpture was a complex core from which all of the spikes radiated.
It was made of a special type of steel that would weather to varying degrees over the surface of the sculpture.

The sculpture was commissioned in 2003; construction overran and the official unveiling by Linford Christie was delayed until 12 January 2005. Six days before the launch, the sculpture suffered the first of three visible structural problems as the tip of one of the spikes detached and fell to the ground. Legal action started a year later, resulting in an out-of-court settlement totalling £1.7 million.

In February 2009, Manchester City Council announced that the sculpture would be dismantled and placed in storage, as the "only practical alternative". The council expressed its commitment to working closely with the design team in order to "determine whether there is a robust and affordable strategy for the re-construction of the structure on the site". Despite the promise of storage and potential reassembly, the core and legs of the sculpture were cut apart during removal. The core was sold for scrap in July 2012, while the 180 spikes remain in storage.

Technical Data

B of the Bang originally stood 56 metres (184 ft) tall with 180 hollow tapered steel columns or spikes radiating from a central core. It was angled at 30 degrees and supported by five 25 m (82 ft) long, tapered steel legs which connected to the spikes 22 m (72 ft) above the ground. The sculpture weighed 165 tonnes, with the concrete in the foundations weighing over 1,000 tonnes, including a 400 m² (4,300 sq ft) reinforced concrete slab. The foundations are 20 m (66 ft) deep.

The sculpture was made from the same weathering steel as the 20 metre high Angel of the North sculpture.  This steel gradually develops a tightly adhering oxide layer as it is exposed to the elements. This layer inhibits further corrosion by reducing its permeability to water. As part of the design, the spikes swayed slightly in the wind in order to withstand gusts in excess of 100 mph. At the time of construction a time capsule was placed in one of the spikes of the sculpture, containing children's poems and paintings, due to be opened circa 2300.  The location of the time capsule after dismantling is unknown.

In total the sculpture cost £1.42 million to design and construct - twice the original estimate, as the initial costing had neglected to include installation costs!

The Structural problems and legal action

The tip of one of the 2.1 m (6.9 ft) spikes detached and fell from the sculpture on 6 January 2005, only six days before the official unveiling. After inspection, the event went ahead as planned.

Four months later, in May 2005, a second spike had to be cut off by fire-fighters after it was discovered hanging loose. At that time the sculpture was closed off to the public, and the junction and pathway near the sculpture were temporarily closed. As a result some of the joints were re-welded, with equipment put in place to prevent excessive movement.  This consisted of retrofitting tip weights to 70% of the spikes' weights.

Despite these modifications, B of the Bang remained fenced off, prompting a local newspaper campaign to 'Get It Sorted'. In May 2006 a total of nine spikes were removed from the sculpture and taken away for metallurgical analysis, to discover the stresses being placed on the steel.

It was announced in October 2007 that Manchester City Council were taking legal action against the makers of the sculpture, with the aim of completing the necessary repairs to the sculpture. In November 2008 this culminated in an out-of-court settlement being reached between Manchester City Council, the project's designers Thomas Heatherwick Studio Ltd, and the engineering and construction subcontractors Packman Lucas Ltd, Flint and Neill Partnership and Westbury Structures Ltd. The agreement was to pay the council £1.7m in damages for breach of contract and negligence.

Dismantling

Acting on a report in January 2009, the city council recommended that B of the Bang should be dismantled and placed in storage until funds could be raised for its safe reinstatement. The report recognised the sculpture's aesthetic value for Manchester, and Manchester City Council committed itself to working with the artist to reach a long-term solution. One possibility involved the replacement of the steel spikes with alternatives made from carbon fibre, although the report underlined the necessity for extensive testing.

In January 2009, Antony Gormley, creator of the Angel of the North - to which B of the Bang is often compared - spoke out in support of the sculpture, stating that, "It is a great tribute to Manchester that this ground-breaking work was commissioned. To allow it to disappear would be a loss not just of an inspirational artwork but also of the council's nerve."

Despite Gormley's plea, removal of B of the Bang began in April 2009. More substantial hoarding was erected around the site and demolition firm Connell Brothers Limited began removing the spikes with oxyacetylene cutting equipment.

Although the council had promised to store the complex central core and legs, these too were cut apart during removal, casting doubt on future prospects for the landmark sculpture's return, and in early July 2012 the core was sold as scrap for £17,000.

So now you know.  Next, perhaps, the ‘real’ palm trees of Manchester…

Grounded!

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Regular viewers may have noticed a break in transmissions over the past week.  I should have been ‘processing’ our Pyrenees pictures before setting off today to Chamonix for a week in the Mont Blanc area.  Sadly that trip has been cancelled due to my inability to walk more than a few paces at a time.

All was well last Saturday, when I managed to jog around the 5 km Parkrun at Wythenshawe well inside 22 minutes.  Annoyingly, if I’d gone flat out I would have got a personal best.  Then, on Saturday evening, a lower back pain developed, slowly and painfully spreading down my left leg.  After two nights with minimal sleep, we spent Monday looking after young Jacob whilst his mum went back to work for a few days before starting maternity leave.  Well, Sue looked after Jacob whilst I writhed in agony on the floor.

A call to my doctor’s surgery triggered an immediate appointment.  I thought I might have sciatica, but the diagnosis was a back muscle strain with referred pain.  A cocktail of drugs was prescribed.  Co-Dydramol, Naproxen and Diazepan.  After 48 hours on this cocktail I was still unable to stand, sit or lie down without significant pain.  It was a bit like constantly having cramp, but being unable do anything to ‘release’ the cramped muscles and reduce the pain.

“We can’t have that” said the doctor, replacing Co-Dydramol with Tramadol, which is apparently a stronger pain killer.  Since then there has been a slow improvement, but complete rest is needed and the Chamonix trip was a non-starter.

This should give me time to make good progress with the Pyrenean pictures, slideshow, etc, though they haven’t been touched during the past week as I’ve been more or less totally incapacitated.  I have however been able to follow Humphrey’s progress across the Pyrenees on his journey from Etsaut to Bagnères-de-Luchon.  He is now back at home in Berwick, after enjoying an interesting trip and chatting to many locals affected by this year’s extreme weather.  Well done, Humphrey, and I very much appreciated your verbal report the other day.

I’ve also enjoyed tracking Markus, the Austrian TGO Challenger, on his own rehabilitation walk after a serious skiing mishap incurred last winter.  He has devised a circular walk from Inverness which he calls the ‘Wester Ross Trail’.  The route takes him to Drumnadrochit > Loch Affric > Strathcarron > Annat > Craig > Kerrysdale > Loch Maree > Poolewe > Fisherfield > Shenavall > Loch Fannich > Loch Meig, before returning to Inverness via Muir of Ord and Charlestown.  It looks an excellent route – about 340 km (210 miles) with 9000 metres ascent over twelve days, similar statistically to a typical TGO Challenge crossing.  He should currently be flogging his way through the Fisherfield Forest to Shenavall in fair weather.  Good luck, Markus.

Our week was brightened by an interlude in a Rusholme curry house with Rob and Brenda and their son, Douglas.  It’s many years since I saw these contemporaries from my days at UMIST, and they had never met Sue.  It was great to see them, and my pain seemed to diminish for the duration of that evening.  Thanks for getting in touch, R + B.

Whilst I’m laid up I hope to make occasional random postings, and I do have a date for some of your diaries.  Several of our younger correspondents have requested winter evening walks in addition to the traditional ascent of Shutlingsloe on 17 December.  So, on Friday 8 November, there will be a stroll up to the Pigeon Tower and Rivington Pike Tower from outside Rivington Visitor Centre - the Great House Barn on Rivington Lane at SD 628 138, starting at 7.30 pm.

Our latest ‘programme’ is here.  More details of the walk from Buxton on 6 October will be added soon, and as soon as I’m fit enough, I’ll be sorting out the venue for our Xmas lunch walk on 8 December.  In addition, anyone wishing to be included in our Collett’s booking in the Dolomites from about 12 to 20 July 2014 should contact me by email – martin@topwalks.com.  It’ll cost about £600 on a half board basis, plus travel costs etc.  It’s a brilliant venue, highly recommended, and as I’ll be celebrating my new status as an OAP I may just about be able to commit to a round of drinks!