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Sun 6th Jan  Hollingworth Lake

 

The morning was damp with intermittent rain. We rode westwards along the Rochdale Canal to find the restored towpath cycle friendly. At Castleton we took easy bridleways across the valley towards Heywood, crossed the River Roch at Crimble, before rising steeply to the B6222. Soon we took another bridleway to Birtle. This second steep climb eventually became a track overlooking Deeply Vale  Turning west we took a line too high, so Sol and Grayham continued along a grassy line to rejoin the bridleway further on, whilst Michelle and I descended directly to it. That was our mistake for it was a deep and glutinous mud bath. Turning north on another bridleway we found it to be a narrow ankle deep stream of running water impossible to avoid. Eventually it widened and we could ride easily up to Cheesden and Owd Betts’. The burger van was there, so we feasted on tea, bacon butties and Eccles cakes. Though now sunny, it had turned chilly and after admiring the extensive views across Greater Manchester we decided to head back. Dropping rapidly down the A680 towards Rochdale, I punctured – so much for supposedly puncture resistant Schwalbe tyres! No sooner had we repaired this, than Grayham also punctured! This gave us little choice, so to avoid the dark we took the quickest route back along the busy A6033 and then via Clegg Hall. Finally teas at visitor centre, where I found my feet were perfectly dry in my new Shimano MT90 boots, despite having walked ankle deep in water. Lastly, as good Samaritans we were able to give Michelle a lift home.

 

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John Kemp

 

16th  January: Penistone.

 

Honestly, we couldn’t have been more than 200yds into our ride when I heard a mild oath from behind.  It was Grayham, announcing yet another puncture. Somehow during the ensuing repair he managed to slash a finger but, bike and man patched up, we were soon away along the Trans Pennine Trail to Thurlstone. Here we took a pleasant stony track rising up towards the Royd Moor windmills.  Pleasant that is until it levelled out and became a wall to wall mire of axle deep mud and water.  As usual, the only one not to dismount was Brian.  Pleasant country lanes then took us to the café stop at Home Farm in Cawthorne.

The return was via the historic Silkstone wagon way where coal was transported from the pit to the canal basin in the 19th. C. In places the stone sleepers can still be seen, but on the day the lane was awash and much damaged due to the recent prolonged rains.  At Silkstone we took a narrow tarmac lane rising towards Penistone.  This soon downgrades to a bridleway, and a notice appears warning drivers to turn round and not to follow their sat. nav. At this point a council refuse wagon was keeled over, stuck in the ditch!

Somehow shortly before the end Grayham and I got detached from the others and, taking the shortest route back arrived before them.  After quite a wait they arrived.  Evidently they’d gone back to look for us.  That’s what I call mates!  Thanks to all for the pleasant company

 

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Richard Kemp

 

3rd February: Marsden

 

We met at the goods yard car park next to Marsden railway station. It was a dull and cold day with a severe weather warning from the Met Office. Nearby runs the Huddersfield Narrow Canal. A short distance away the canal at Tunnel End disappears into the hillside on its journey of more than 3 miles – the longest and highest canal tunnel in Britain. Squeezed alongside, this not one, not two, but three railway tunnels run parallel to the canal tunnel before emerging at the Lancashire side of the Pennines at Diggle. I once organised a trip through this tunnel, and what a fascinating experience. We were here to explore the industrial heritage and canal system of the Colne Valley. Rows of old weavers cottages cling to the hillsides as we made our way along quiet lanes and bridleways. At one point meeting a dog walker who put us on the right path, and turned out to know some of our friends from the climbing club.

 

A café at Golcar offered a timely lunch stop before a long down hill section to Longroyd Bridge. The canal climbs steadily from Huddersfield  up the Colne Valley with the help of numerous locks. At Milnsbridge an information board shows a single pulley rope hoist used for handling goods. Across the road a huge modern hydraulic crane was in use moving building material on an improvement scheme at one of the locks. Many of the large stone built mills crowd the canal side, .some converted to modern apartments, others converted from their former use as woollen mills to more modern use. At Linthwaite a huge mill built at the time of the Titanic ocean liner was undergoing a modern face lift after years of dereliction - Titanic Mills luxury apartments and health spa – a sign of the times. We caught up with a group of lady walkers who admonished us for not ringing our bells to warn them of our approach. A friendly conclusion as their leader turned out to be a friend of my wife’s. A visit to Tunnel End brought a finish to our bike ride. Threatening clouds were approaching but we managed to stay dry all day.

 

Too cold to hang about so we bade our farewells and off home we went.

 

Also present: John and Grayham

 

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Malcolm Lomas

 

Wed 20th February: New Mill

A really really really cold and grey day. However we were greeted with sunshine as we drove over Holme Moss to pass into God’s Own County and the villages of my youth. Most of the woollen mills have gone or been converted into apartments, and what were once thriving textile communities are now just part of a wider commuter land. Still very cold but picturesque, for all the trees encased in frost were reflecting the bright sunlight. With 3 members crying off at the last minute, that left Sol, Grayham and myself plus prospective member Jeff. With no definite route planned, we set off to try and find some tracks which we had not ridden before.

 

At Mytholm Bridge we took a footbridge over the River Holme and passed through Hagg Wood with flakes of frost dropping off the trees. We climbed through Oldfield to Wilshaw (always climbing in this part of West Yorkshire!), Here we took a walled track (strictly a footpath on the map but well surfaced, wide and obviously used by bikers), which descended to Wood Nook where a second (new to us) track took us pleasantly on the edge of woodland towards Honley. We then discovered a track that was in the process of being opened up to Meltham Mills passing through Honley Old Wood as part of a Meltham Way. We stopped and chatted to the workmen doing the restoration, and rested astride their quadbike while Jeff mended a puncture.

 

After a lunch stop in Meltham we left the always welcoming Ivy Café to climb (again!) over the ridge to Upperthong where we descended the familiar but enjoyable track through Marks Bottoms to Holmfirth. Finally we went back to New Mill climbing up to and via what was long ago the original road into the valley along Berry Banks.

 

It had been a very cold but beautiful day - at one stage my camera lens suffered from condensation - good company and we had managed to find some new ground. Back home on the other side of the hill the sun had apparently never broken through.

 

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John Kemp

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday 2nd March: A ride from Mytholmroyd Leisure Centre

 

Halifax is not an obvious location for a rough stuff ride. From Mytholmroyd, our starting point for the March Sunday ride, one would normally head west towards the moorland of the Upper Calder Valley. Today we headed east, and for most of the ride we were within 5 miles, often much less, of Halifax Town Centre.

 

Getting the big climb out of the way at the beginning, we ascended to Midgley, then followed the track along the rim of Luddenden Dene around to the Castle Carr gatehouse and then back the other side of the valley to Wainstalls. A chat with the local farmer feeding his sheep provided a pleasant interlude. I spent some time looking at his trailer, which reminded me of the rides in North Wales with the Lancs group that passed  the trailer factory. The farmer thought I was going to nick something. On a bike ??

 

We continued north to the windfarm, and after the delirious descent to Ogden Water, grabbed hot drinks at the visitor centre. Up to this point the weather had been dry, but the wind was gale force. Even the wind turbines had shut down, which they do at 56 mph according to the notice at the visitor centre.

 

The route from this point was a new one to Brian, John and Grayham, but not to me, as it is one of my favourites. After a quick run through the Bradshaw suburbs, we climbed the steep cobbled track (Crooked Lane) to the main Halifax / Bradford road at Ambler Thorn. As we took the track past the former mink farm the wind got even stronger, and we all struggled to stay upright. Fortunately we soon arrived at the relative shelter of the bridleway skirting the Shibden Valley between Ploughcroft and Claremount. Claremount was the setting for a number of scenes in the 2006 film The History Boys, and we were able to reprise some of the key moments of the film. We made no attempt to recreate  Hector’s fatal  motorbike accident (unlike Hector we were able to get across Godley Bridge without coming into contact with any other vehicle).

 

My companions were delighted that the café at Shibden Hall (a Tudor gem that is one of Halifax’s many historic attractions) had remained open and we were able to get soup, teas, sarnies etc. They were even more delighted when I told them that another 15 minutes would see the end of climbing for the day and the return to Mytholmroyd  would be downhill or flat. Which it was. We did it by using the Sustrans path from Siddal Bottoms to Salterhebble, then the towpath of the Rochdale Canal to Luddendenfoot,  finishing  on the stretch of Sustrans Route 66 that runs alongside the Calder Valley railway line.

 

We finished 3 minutes outside the target time of 4pm my colleagues had set me some 6 hours earlier, but my excuse was that I had not allowed for the many photostops recording how much we had enjoyed ourselves. Thanks to Brian,  Grayham and John for their company. See you all again soon.

 

Reid Anderson

 

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Wed 19th March 2008 Sandal Castle

 

Present John Kemp, Grayham Simpson, Jeff Milner, Malcolm Lomas

 

John’s ride for today would take us into the heartland of the once proud South Yorkshire coalfield. Under our bike tracks the fabulously wealthy Barnsley coal seam. Little remains of this once proud industry. The collieries with their distinctive winding wheels are all gone and large spoil heaps landscaped. In their place modern housing estates, industrial estates and in some places wetlands created. What is left is an extensive network of old railway trackbeds which make for easy cycling. Our route took us south through Anglers Country Park and Wintersett reservoirs, following the old Barnsley canal used for carrying goods and coal which links up with the Silkstone tramway that celebrates its two hundred years in 2008. Upton was our lunch halt and turning point taking us through Haw Park, Cold Hiendley reservoir and finally Walton Hall and back to sandal Castle - 36 miles with 90% off road.

 

The weather stayed fine all day but bitterly cold. Thanks to John for another great ride.

 

Malcolm Lomas

 

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Sun 6th April: Rossendale

 

A light sprinkling of snow and still bright air belied the severe weather warning of the night before which foretold of heavy snow to come. Surely not! After all this was April. We left Waterfoot in the Rossendale valley taking the old railway for a couple of miles to Rawtenstall immortalised in the lyrics of The Rawtenstall Annual Fair:

 

- There were shoutin', screamin', ev'rythin' were rife,

I saw some funny things I've never seen in all mi life,

I saw some funny things I've never seen upon mi wife,

At the Rawtenstall Annual Fair -

 

From here we climbed very steeply and traversed the hillside above the artificial ski-slope before taking the track around Cribden End. At a gate we were stopped by a lady farmer who quite emphatically told us that, though a bridleway passed through the yard directly behind the gate, we could not come through and cover the three feet needed to reach it. “There were shoutin', screamin', ev'rythin' were rife”.  Thus six gentlemen were faced off by one determined iron lady, and so we back tracked to reach the bridleway higher up. This gave us a long, at first rough, descent to Crawshawbooth. We then took a back road steeply parallel to the A682 to reach Dunnockshaw and Clowbridge reservoir. A publicity leaflet says that the café at the sailing club welcomes visitors - not so, for there is no café, only private facilities for members. However, we were kindly allowed in to buy teas and eat our lunch. People here are clearly more  friendly than those in Rawtenstall!  

 

After lunch the skies had greyed and we took the track high over the ridge to Windy Bank and Deerplay Moor. By now the first showers of snow had commenced and so we forwent the traverse of Thieveley Pike and dropped quickly down the A681 to Bacup. The last couple of miles back to Waterfoot were distinctly unpleasant as we headed into driving snow with rear lights on in traffic. Another ten minutes and we would have been soaked, but being back early some of us were in time to attend a pig-roast - but that’s another disaster story.

 

John Kemp

 

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Wednesday 16th April: Worsbrough

 

Leaving Cycle Promotions car park at Worsbrough we cycled westwards along the Silkstone link of the Trans Pennine Trail. Crossing the M1 motorway we turned south to pass by Wentworth Castle and Stainborough Castle. A muddy bridleway took us to Hermit Hill, then quiet lanes to Wortley for lunch. A short detour to view Wortley Hall and then through the park to pick up the Timberland Trail that would lead us to Wentworth and the magnificent Wentworth Woodhouse, the once seat of the Earl Fitzwilliam who made his fortune from coal. From there to Elsecar a reminder of the once mighty coal industry. The Elsecar Greenway runs alongside the abandoned Elsecar canal to join up with the Trans Pennine Trail which would take us back to our starting point. It is hard to imagine that the wonderful countryside which we pass through is close to the M1 motorway and the industrial conurbation of Barnsley, Rotherham and Sheffield. The weather – cold and dull with the odd spot of rain in the afternoon. Present John, Grayham and myself.

 

 

Malcolm Lomas

 

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Sunday 4th May: A ride from Ogden Water Reservoir (18.6 miles)

 

After yesterday’s sunshine Charlie and Brian brought Lancashire’s rain to West Yorkshire! It took about 50 minutes to reach the summit of the track over Thornton Moor after which it was a quick descent to the road and an enjoyable spin to Manywells Height. Here we found a pleasant bridleway that took us to Coldspring Mill tea room. What a splendid place this is with good hospitality, tea and toasted teacakes - inexpensive and well worth a return visit.  

 

Another bridleway took us alongside the old railway which used to connect Halifax and Bradford with Keighley. This rises to 700ft above sea level and when fully opened will form a 10km long Great Northern Trail between Queensbury and Cullingworth. From Barcroft we traversed high above the Worth Valley and then tracks and bridleways took us towards  Bingley St Ives for lunch stop. Rapidly descending disaster struck close to Druid’s Altar as Charley’s seat bolt snapped!! Fortunately the mounting brackets were found nearby and so it was a botching job with cable ties and toe clip straps to secure (not really the right word) the saddle.

 

A late lunch at the country park café – pleasant but expensive, after which Charley said he would return directly to the start whilst we could continue. However selflessly (or so he thought) we told him that we would accompany him. In reality, the forecast heavy rain had arrived and so with capes on there followed an unremitting ascent of 650ft from Harden through Wilsden, Ling Bob (lovely name) and Egypt (sic) to Denholme Gate and thence the short distance back to the cars at Ogden. Many thanks to Sol for guiding us around an interesting area and looking forward to the second stage.  

 

John Kemp

 

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Wed 21st  May A ride from Walsden (22.2 miles)

 

Three minutes down the canal then a lung bursting climb from Gauxholme to Dobroyd Castle. This impressive folly was a former mill owner’s home, but is now the Losang Dragpa Centre for monks of the New Kadampa Buddhist Tradition (whatever that may be!). Halfway up we paused ostensibly to take photos of the precipitous views over the Rochdale Canal.

 

Then a lengthy but less vertiginous ascent took us along the Flower Scar Road to Sharneyford above Bacup. This track is now much improved since having been cleaned and fly tipping prevented. A ride along the Burnley Way took us to the trig point at Thieveley Pike having now climbed 1000ft since the start. Traversing turks heads to the road, Brian amazed us with his ability to keep going whilst everybody else had to walk! A long drop to Bacup along minor roads and tracks for lunch at the excellent Coffee Pot café.

A climb up the main road to Britannia and then down back lanes to Shawforth for the start of the next big climb. This track took us between Hades Hill and Middle Hill to Watergrove. Here we followed the Pennine Bridleway to Calderbrook and then kept high above the valley to drop directly and precipitously down to Walsden and the cars. Along this section we noticed below the edge an intriguing  sculpture of a figure prone and outstretched on a slab ( see photo ) Does anybody know what this is?

 

Three Lancastrians and three Tykes had forsaken the Wars of the Roses for a sociable ride of climbs and drops in the South Pennines. The weather had been kind, the company good and the route varied.

 

John Kemp

 

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Past Meets of 2008 of the Northern Peak and South Pennine Group

If you enjoyed reading the reports of this years rides of Group you may like to read the past reports of the group’s 2005, 2006 and 2007 rides.

January and February ride reports

March, April and May Past ride reports

Sunday 6th July: A ride from Chapel en le Frith

 

We waited for a prospective member, but the heavy rain and mist must have deterred him. So, only three of us today and with capes on ab initio, Sol, Grayham and I reluctantly abandoned our intended route in favour of a valley alternative. Having sped down the road to Whaley Bridge, we followed the attractive Peak Forest Canal through Marple and over the impressive aqueduct to Hyde Bank Tunnel. Here we tried the rather posh tea rooms - cyclists and walkers are welcome, the notice said. I don’t know about walkers but there cannot be many cyclists with the sort of money to dine here. So, we had to settle for soup. After this light lunch we wended our way to the Roman Lakes near Marple where you can always get a substantial sandwich for the sort of price that cyclists are willing to pay. Re-fortified at last, we continued in improving weather climbing up to Brookbottom and then down to New Mills. Later we reached the Bugsworth Basin an amazing terminal of canal docks which has been recently restored, and where there is much of interest. At this point the canal meets the Peak Forest Tramway now re-opened as a walking and cycling trail, We followed this to the end and thence back to the start.

 

 

John Kemp

 

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Wednesday 16 July: A ride from Langsett

 

One of my reasons for leaving Slaidburn YHA was to attend the Langsett meet. Up early to avoid the traffic , I met up with Grayham and Jeff at the Langsett Barn car park.  Lee a young man from Thurgoland had read of The Fellowship at Cycle Promotions in Worsbrough and had decided to come along for the day. Easy riding around Langsett reservoir was followed by a long climb over Midhope Moor which seemed to go on forever. The steep and rocky descent of Cut Gate brought us to Slippery Stones in the Derwent Valley.  There were raised eyebrows from a group of expensively clad mountain bikers along with expensive full suss bikes when they saw us appear on rigid bikes, semi slick tyres, rim brakes and panniers. The cycle route down the east side of the reservoirs took us to Fairholmes for a welcome tea stop.

 

How were we going to get back to Langsett? This we discussed over lunch and after much brow beating it was decided that we would cycle back up the valley on tarmac and return via Cut Gate. Very pleasant riding along the west side of the reservoirs brought us back to Slippery Stones. The re-ascent of Cut Gate went surprisingly well and we were able to ride parts of it. A kindly gentleman took our pictures at the top and there followed an exhilarating roller coaster descent back down to Langsett reservoir now bathed in wonderful evening sunshine. Five o’clock and the café was still open and Jeff treated us all to tea and chocolate brownies to bring an end to a great day out.

John couldn’t make it for the ride, but I am sure he would have been proud of us

Here’s to another ride

 

Malcolm Lomas

 

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Sunday 3rd August . Wardle-Watergrove reservoir

 

Leaving Watergrove reservoir we headed in a northerly direction, our numbers being boosted by five members of the Lancashire group, who were most welcome.  We followed a good track which soon began to ascend into the Pennine hills and then deteriorate into a rough track.

 

Watergrove reservoir could still be seen in the distance when we had an obscure accident. I had stopped to take a photograph of the group struggling up the hill, and had laid my bike on the ground, having taken the photo I stepped to the side and in front of Geoff who overbalanced and crashed down heavily onto my rear wheel, the result being a bent gear hanger bracket and a bruised Geoff. A communal effort eventually straightened the bracket sufficiently to enable me to continue.

 

Contouring around Rough Hill we descended down to Stepping Stones, passing Ramsden Clough reservoir, now empty of water, to start the steep climb up to Trough Edge End trig point. Having re-grouped we followed some marker posts along the ridge to eventually descend to a good track. Re-grouping again we realised we were missing Malcolm who had been last seen leaving the trig point on the other side of a wall to the rest of us. After waiting some time, Brian set off back up the hill to look for him, eventually spotting him in the distance descending towards us.

 

Crossing the A681 Bacup road we followed a good track to Green Clough to make a long descent down to the lesser well known Yorkshire Portsmouth (not a boat in sight). Lunch was taken at a roadside catering van of some questionable repute, however it was food.

 

Replenished we made a long fast descent  by road down to Todmorden where we joined cycle route 66, eventually emerging onto the Rochdale canal. Following the canal to Bottomley locks we crossed the road to join the Pennine bridleway. A tough climb up to the top of one of those steep sided valleys, typical of this part of Yorkshire, gave us panoramic views of the valley and it’s past industrial heritage of canal and railway. Passing over the top of Summit railway tunnel we followed the good tracks of the Pennine bridleway all the way back to Watergrove.

 

The weather had remained kind to us, in addition we had enjoyed the company of the Lancashire group and whats more, without our leader and navigator, John, we hadn’t got lost, although we nearly lost John’s friend of many years, Malcolm.

 

Grayham Simpson.

 

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Wednesday 20th August: Whaley Bridge

 

“Never buy a ******* new car that doesn’t have a spare wheel!” said Jeff. So, the start was delayed until we found a firm able to deal with a puncture. We decided to take the forest track above Taxal on the east side of the Goyt Valley. After a stiff climb and one missed gateway, we finally entered the forest on a good level surface. This was short lived for it soon turned into a sea of deep mud forcing us to shun the track and manhandle the bikes through the midge ridden trees. We eventually emerged scratched and bitten to find the enormous caterpillared beast responsible. At last we were able to continue easily to the start of the tarmac that would take us to Derbyshire Bridge at the head of Goyt Valley. This climb is always a delight, not steep but gently rising firstly through deciduous woods and then with scenic views of purple heather moorland. A quick climb to the Cat & Fiddle road followed and then the cracking descent to Buxton given that the traffic was not too heavy.

We lunched in the centre of the town before starting our climb of the short side of Long Hill. Soon Jeff accompanied by Richard left us to check whether the car was ready, whilst Malcolm, Grayham, Steve and I proceeded along the ridge of the Midshires Way. We turned off to make a very pleasant descent towards Combs and ended up at Haylee Farm which we thought was Thorny Lee. Here we were met by a man who informed us that there was no right of way and that we had turned off the ridge too soon. After explaining that we were incompetants and some further sweet talking he agreed to let us continue with the parting words “Don’t have him (i.e. me) as your leader again!” So. any volunteers?

We stopped in Combs village to admire the scarecrow competition before taking the Peak Forest Tramway to Buxworth and the canal back to Whaley Bridge. Remarkably in what has been the wettest of Augusts we had only a few minutes of rain. A good day only spoilt for me by raging toothache!

 

John Kemp

 

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July, August and September past ride reports