A Valentines hike to the “Mother Hill” Mam Tor!
With Valentines Day Sunday’s weather looking clear and dry we decided that it was the perfect opportunity to turn Valentines Day into an active day of walking! We arose early and made our way up to the Peak District arriving bright and early (for a sunday!) at around 10.00am with plenty of time for hills, stiles, views, sheep and a beer or two!
Our route took us from the village of Castleton, up past Peveril Castle and towards Limestone Way via Cave Dale. After a short climb past some rock climbing sheep and limestone cladded slopes we hit the Old Moor and drenched our faces in the winter sunshine, the views up on the moor are particularly attractive with great panoramic scenery all around us. After a short gradual climb we took a stile to the west and hit the path that pointed us towards Mam Tor, as we got closer it’s stature grew and we mentally prepared ourselves for the climb!
As we arrived at the foot of Mam Tor we plough into hoards of people out on day trips and big groups of walkers! This slowed us down a touch but we powered on to the summit and took in the views overlooking Castleton and Hope Valley. After checking out the scenery we started to walk down past the summit to find a sheltered sunny seat on the side of the ridge for some lunch. Refueled and refreshed we started to advance across the remainder of the ridge and head up towards Back Tor and then Lose Hill, making the climb to the top to take in some more of the views overlooking Hope Valley.
as we got closer it’s stature grew and we mentally prepared ourselves for the climb!
The next and final part of the walk took us down towards the village of Hope through many a stile and past many a sheep who looked a little concerned to see us! They were perhaps trying to tell us something or drop a hint that we may have taken a wrong turn, which we had… at some point?! The wrong turn meant we had to double back on ourselves up a couple of hills and the same fields we’d just previously frequented, at which point it was definitely, almost time for a beer!
Once we got back on track we headed towards our finishing point of Castleton and as quickly as we descended down the steep path the sky turned a frosty grey colour and it started to snow which perfectly cooled down our rosy red cheeks. Six hours, ten miles, a few hills, fields and several curious sheep later we finished our loop and it was finally time to rest our weary legs!