Dove Stone Reservoir 13-06-2018 – Leader Derek

Dove Stone Reservoir 13-06-2018 – Leader Derek

A star is born!  It turns out that Ann, who hates to be in front of the camera, is excellent behind it, so much so that she filled the memory card (my fault, really, for not deleting a load of old pics).  16 turned up on a lovely morning to do Dove Stone Reservoir again, by special request of Linda.  From the car park we set off along the bank of Dove Stone Reservoir, with the bulk of Alderman’s Hill above us.  We continued north along Yeoman Hey Reservoir and then Greenfield Reservoir, where the group sat down for coffee, though Derek had a different spot in mind.  Nevertheless, it was a lovely place for a break.

Following Greenfield Brook around to the east, we came to THE scramble up Birchen Clough.  Fortunately, the recent lack of rain made the water level nice and low, but it was still a somewhat daunting ascent, on all fours at some point (at least I was).  I asked Derek why, apart from being 2 years older, it seemed more difficult this time, and he opined that water erosion over the winter had washed away some of the path.  Anyway, scramble over, gentleman David helped us across the brook, after which we doubled back on the other side along Raven Stones Brow, with magnificent views down the valley up from which we had climbed.  Soon after, we reached a memorial cross to James Platt, MP for Oldham in 1857, who was accidentally shot by his friend while out hunting.

Then it was south and then west, curving around the edge above Dove Stone Reservoir, with splendid views again.  After the large cairn, we contoured due south across Dove Stone Moss, which was dry as a bone today.  This brought us almost to Chew Reservoir, at 1600 feet the highest in England when it was built.  Dropping down to the road, Roy found some lovely orange wildflowers that Ann thought might be Hawks Bits, which turned out to be entirely accurate, so well done Ann once again.  Cutting off from the road, we followed a pleasant path through a memorial forest and thence back to the car park, where most partook of an ice cream from the van.  For some, this was the end of a most excellent day, thanks to Derek, but 6 of us popped into the Royal George on the A635, which turned out to have chip butties, ice cream, cakes, tea/coffee, John Willie’s beer, and a heart, as the sad photo at the end demonstrates.  Fortunately, my chip butty didn’t spoil my appetite for my salad tea!!

Write up Arnold, pics Ann (+ Arnold while the camera was full).  Appended here are the route stats and profile.

If you wish to see a static view of the pics all in one go, then click here.

There is a link to the slideshow here.  You will need to click within the black page that opens up to see the show.

1 Comment

  1. Derek Tate

    Thanks again Arnold for the report. Thanks also to Ann for the photos – if you take the job on permantly then you will have no need to hide!!

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