Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019

Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019
On the Archduke's Path in Mallorca

Wednesday, 6 April 2022

A Postcard

                       1 April - Dog walking in Bacup

2 April - Park running in Burnley, with Jacob, Sebastian and Louise



Wildlife photos exhibited outside Towneley Hall



3 April - Sunday morning's junior parkrun at Burnley

3 April - More dog walking in Bacup (three times a day)

4 April - Woodland in Preston, during a damp 11 km stroll from the hospital whilst Kate endured her fifth and final chemotherapy session




Outside the hospital - somebody in too much of a hurry!

Friday, 1 April 2022

Sunday 20 March 2022 - Cicerone Lancashire Walk 32: Sunnyhurst Wood and Darwen's Jubilee Tower


This was our first walk from Mark Sutcliffe's Cicerone guide to 40 walks in Lancashire.

Sue joined me on a sunny day, for the walk that starts by Sunnyhurst Wood, near Darwen. A new gravel path (pictured above) led down to a large construction known as the Greenway shelter. This was apparently a gift from Charles Spencer Greenway in 1912.



The wood is clearly being improved as an amenity for walking, and for cycling for children (strictly no adults), but the fishpond awaits attention.


The path chosen by Mark - there are many alternative routes both through the wood and up to the tower - exits by the corner of Earnsdale Reservoir by a ‘no adult cyclists’ sign, then ascends with improving views across the reservoir to Darwen Tower.


A bridleway soon took us past the chatter of chaffinches and down to Roddlesworth Reservoir and the crossings of various feeder streams.


The route of the ‘Witton Weavers’ Way’ walking route was joined for the last few metres to the ruins of Hollinshead Hall. A tawny owl was vocal nearby, and grey wagtails flitted in the streams. The hall was built by John Hollinshead in 1776 on the site of a substantial farmhouse. In the early 1900s the Well House, in front of which I am pictured, was restored by the Liverpool Waterworks Corporation when they built the nearby reservoirs.


The rest of the hall was not restored!


The sun continued to shine as we climbed through the trees to reach the edge of Darwen Moor.



We started to meet a few other walkers as we ascended the track that wends it’s way gently up Darwen Hill towards the tower. Someone has carved a ‘this way’ sign into a substantial chunk of rock.


There were good views back to the reservoirs, but the current dry spell has brought with it hazy conditions, limiting the views towards the Ribble estuary, the Lancashire coast, and the ‘Three Peaks’ area of Yorkshire.


Darwen Tower does not look its best at present, covered in scaffolding and cladding. Perhaps it’s being renovated in preparation for imminent ‘Jubilee’ celebrations. I have a ‘fireworks’ premonition!


According to Mark, the tower was built not only to celebrate Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee, but also to mark the victory of the townsfolk of Darwen in the right of access to the moors. Local workers skirmished with gamekeepers over access to the moor, which was eventually granted in 1896, around sixty years before the mass trespass on Kinder.

An easy, if steep, descent brought us out at the Sunnyhurst pub. It would have been nice to have sat outside with a beer for a while, but the tables were full, the sun not quite right, and I was self-isolating.


Mark’s route enters the wood directly from the car park, but on returning via the pub, the proper entrance to the woodland through an impressive lychgate is passed. You almost expect to find a church, but this really is the entrance to a wood!


Here’s our route - anti-clockwise from the purple blob - about 9.5km with 300 metres ascent, taking around three hours at a leisurely pace.


From this walk, we went to see my daughter and her children in Bacup. Sue went home later and I stayed to provide support and transport for Kate to and from Preston hospital, where she is having a six week course of chemoradiotherapy. I’ve been here in Bacup more or less ever since because Sue has gone down with Covid. I’m not afraid of catching it, but we certainly don’t want to give it to Kate. I’ve managed this posting, but there’s not much more of interest to write about, and any pictures have been downloaded to a PC that I can’t currently access. I’ve done a couple more of Mark’s walks, but I’m leaving it until I get home at the end of next week to report on them. Meanwhile, we are thankfully Covid free, and Kate is coping well (‘better than expected’) with the gruelling treatment.

Saturday, 26 March 2022

A Postcard


I'm traveling a lot to Bacup, then Bacup to Preston hospital and back, just now. My daughter Kate's chemoradiotherapy treatment is going as planned. Whilst waiting for her yesterday I sat on the grass for a while, watching two helicopters coming and going, one with a body bag, the other with a rather more urgent client.

Meanwhile the guys in the welfare van were communing, right outside the A&E entrance, with a contented family of mallards!


Apart from the hospital trips, I try to fit in a 5km walk every day with Oscar, Kate's 11 year old King Charles spaniel. He likes to take his time, but is always eager to go out, and his nose has a great time. Yesterday we toured the environs of Bacup. It takes Oscar about an hour and a quarter, and I'm exploring a variety of routes, with a mix of moorland and town. The next few photos are from yesterday.




Today was parkrun day, and grandson Jacob (10) was keen to run a PB. He started with a thick jacket, and it was no surprise to me when, after rushing off ahead and then slowing to a walk for a while (allowing me briefly to catch up) he handed it to me at about the half way point.

Just when I thought I could match his pace, a chap (Danny Pollard?) from Clayton Harriers started chatting and Jacob thought a PB time was still on. They shot off and finished well ahead of me, though I did stop to collect Jacob's water bottle. 23.33 for Jacob smashed his PB. Well done lad, and thanks to Danny, who also got a PB time.

Jacob at the start

Runners walking up to the start from the car park near the finish
(taken from the same place as the previous picture)

Burnley parkrun takes place in Towneley Park, by Towneley Hall, a magnificent venue.




I realise all this is of limited interest, but it's all I can manage at the moment, and certain family members do appreciate the 'postcards'.

Tuesday, 22 March 2022

Some Walks in Lancashire


I'll report in more detail when I get home, but BC will be pleased to hear that I've now embarked on a crusade of Mark Sutcliffe's 'Cicerone Lancashire' walks.

The first was Number 32 - 'Sunnyhurst Wood and Darwen's Jubilee Tower'. You can see from the picture that another visit will be needed to see the tower at its best!

The second was walk Number 15 - 'Glasson, Cockersand Abbey and Conder Green', conveniently situated near Preston Hospital.  I felt a little guilty to be enjoying the sunshine while my daughter was undergoing chemoradiotherapy, but it was better than waiting in the hospital car park. The picture below shows Plover Scar lighthouse from the remains of Cockersand Abbey, in the Lune estuary.


 

Sunday, 20 March 2022

March sunlight by De Quincey Park


Lovely light in the park, as there often is in the morning. 

Saturday, 19 March 2022

Saturday 19 March 2022 - Wythenshawe parkrun #465



Overseen, as usual, by Oliver Cromwell - on a deliciously sunny morning and the warmest this year.

As you can see from the next picture, Sue and I were not amongst the leaders.


She slowed down for dodgy Achilles reasons, and wasn't out of breath at the finish.


Then coffee in the Courtyard, and the full results are here.

Friday, 18 March 2022

Friday = Isabella Day (6)


A chance encounter with Martha and friend, by the canalside cafe

Getting ready to slide

"How do I get up from here?!"

"Grandad, you've left your coffee behind..."

"Hey, I learnt to say 'train' today"

"Who needs a spoon to eat yogurt, when they are only 18 months old..."

Not to mention the loudly chirping house sparrows, the ducks and geese that were fed, the failed handstand, the long sleep, the long walk, watering the plants, and the reluctance to say 'goodbye, see you in two weeks' time'...

Monday, 14 March 2022

Saturday 12 March 2022 - a 200th parkrun at Wythenshawe



It was a fine but chilly morning for my 200th parkrun at Wythenshawe, the first one being back on 3 December 2011, when there were just 17 participants, several of whom have subsequently become firm friends.

These days there are nearly that number of first timers each week. Some of those in today's clutch are seen above being briefed by Oliver, assisted by Fred and Alan (who was one of those present in 2011).

Many of my 200 runs at Wythenshawe have been completed in the presence of Michael, pictured below finishing his 374th parkrun, of which 215 have been at Wythenshawe. We are the same age, give a week or two, and he who is 'less injured' usually comes in ahead of the other. I hope your Achilles injury resolves itself, Michael.


As usual, we adjourned to the Courtyard Tearooms. Not many others came in. The staff have not exactly been welcoming over the winter, discouraging custom. But today, Jeanette will be pleased to hear, they were comparatively bursting with politeness, and the toilets were even open from 8:30, meaning there really is no excuse for anyone to need to pee in the bushes! Somebody's complaint has clearly borne fruit.

Here we are, with some of Wythenshawe's stalwart runners, all very good friends. Thanks to Andy W for taking the photo.