It’s difficult to imagine a finer place for a good holiday. For the first time since the 1980s, I ventured (this time on foot) to Hartington from Parsley Hay. What an astonishingly lovely walk! Was it part of God’s plan that some railways would have a short existence so that later generations could enjoy a plethora of off-road walking and cycling routes? If trains still ran between Buxton and Ashbourne, as well as many other places, I’m sure what many of us wish still existed, would merely be taken for granted and even maligned by the general public with much media encouragement. And, there would be no opportunity to spend so much time in such wonderful countryside.
Unbelievably, it is 4 o’clock and already the warmth is giving way to a cool breeze. I was at Hartington last year as part of a different but equally lovely walk.
Like yesterday, the walk back to the car felt as if it would be “never-ending”, but of course, there was just two miles to complete. And the still magnificent landscapes I enjoyed earlier appeared equally lovely on the return walk.
Again, the A515 seemed unusually quiet as I drove home, this time in dry conditions, although I still didn’t deem it appropriate to fold the roof back. It was still unseasonably cool. Tomorrow, I shall have company on my walk, again in the afternoon.
My evening was spent quietly, with simple food and YouTube videos.
Thanks for reading. David 00.06hrs 13/5/21.
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