The day dawned bright and clear, so rather than continue with the decorating I should have been doing, I went for a walk. Like you do.
I needed to check out a couple of paths that I suspected may have been diverted due to changes close to the Lymm interchange / roundabout thingy. I’m leading a bit of a walk for a couple of members of the After Eight walkers next week, this was the only part of the route I needed to recce.
Parked up in Hale, I trundled down to the R Bollin and followed it’s northern bank on a nice dry footpath, eastwards, almost as far as Castle Mill….famous in the 1960s for it’s solar heated, open air swimming pool.
The R Bollin near Hale
For Conrad
I only went in the pool a couple of times, it was always bloody freezing – and at 1/ˉ
(5p), was a bit too pricey for me. The preferred, cheaper (=free) and
much warmer option was to swim in the Bollin – along with all the other
kids that didn’t have two pennies to rub together.
Footbridge over the R Bollin, close to Castle Mill
Crossing the R Bollin by a footbridge I walked south(ish) to join a tarmac road that eventually took me through Ashley, and almost as far as Tatton Park. I could hear the not very distant M56, so much busier now than a few weeks ago – the easing of lockdown restrictions is becoming more and more apparent.
The only recently closed Ashley School - up for sale
The Rev Robin's 'old' church
The M56, still not that busy
I eventually crossed the M56 by a footbridge. Peering into some woodland I spotted some shelters - I couldn't tell what was going on, but a group of folk were certainly enjoying themselves.
You'll have to take my word for it, there were shelters in there.Re-crossing the R Bollin
I walked NE back into Hale, re-crossing the R Bollin, and to my car.
I’d only been out 2½hrs but I thoroughly enjoyed my little jaunt. 20 minutes later I was back home and tucking into a rather late breakfast.
Oh, and the footpaths hadn’t been diverted, all was well.
Where I went:
7 miles of very pleasant flatness...I may run it next time
The rationale for those yellow snecks has now, sadly, been blown by my friend Gimmer by his comment on my blog. I would have preferred for them to remain a mystery and perhaps the subject of some zany speculation.
ReplyDeleteLooks a cracking wee walk John.
ReplyDeleteNice one, JJ. Are you sure you weren't running!
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