A few weeks ago, earlier in The Great Lockdown of 2020, I undertook a splendid circular walk in Bradfield Dale - just inside Sheffield's western city limits. On that occasion, I walked the route in a clockwise direction.
Yesterday I followed the very same route but this time in an anti-clockwise direction. It's funny how a round walk can be experienced very differently when you simply go the other way round. Downward slopes become ascents and vice versa and you see vistas that would have been behind you if you had gone the opposite way round.
|Stake Hill Road|
I saw a few other ramblers and we smiled and said "hello" as our paths crossed. But down by Holes Clough where a stream hurries down to Dale Dike Reservoir, I saw a small family enjoying a picnic in a sunny spot. I saluted them, smiled and said "hello" but got nothing back in return. Zero. It was as if I was invisible or perhaps they mistook me for a passing axe murderer. Of course the simple explanation could be that they were from Down South. It's always nice to greet strangers unless of course you are in an urban environment where it would get ridiculous.
A west wind buffeted me as I walked along but occasional grey and threatening clouds retained their loads of rain. I had troublesome thoughts in my mind but the walking dispelled them.
Back where I had left my South Korean travelling companion, Clint said, "You've been gone for two and a half hours! What the hell have you been doing?"
"Walking," I replied.
"What do you want to do that for when you can ride miles with me at sixty or seventy miles an hour?"
"It's not the same," I protested. "You miss so much when you are riding in a car."
"I will never understand you," said Clint. "Now get your boots in the boot and let's go home!"
|Strines Reservoir - the dam wall|
Back at Banner Cross, I made a lovely Sunday dinner of roast beef, new potatoes, carrots, broccoli, homemade gravy and golden Yorkshire puddings that had risen magically like helium balloons. Shirley had made a delicious raspberry crumble for dessert and we ate it with a light vegan ice cream that I bought from our local co-op store. The raspberries were all from our garden - picked by the son-in-law.