|Day 7 Low Bradfield to Ringinglow (10.2miles),
My morning journey from the Royal hotel back to Low Bradfield, after a restful stay, was a short one. My destination the oddly named 'Ringinglow'. Once again though, as there was no available accommodation there my tour operator had arranged transport to overnight accommodation at the George Hotel in nearby Hathersage. Before departure I arranged collection provided on the day by 'Pennys cars' and set off for a relatively short walk. En route I heard in fact they couldn't make the 2.45 pick up so my tour providers had arranged for Sheffield taxis to do it instead. It was amazing that in an interesting section full if contrasts, one moment cresting heather moorland and the next plunging into densely wooded valleys between rolling fields that Sheffield was never too many miles away. That said it was not visible until the last mile as I came down into Ringinglow.
The wooded walk along side water was an attractive start to the days walk as the sun came out.
The route then climbed south westerly affording delightful views of the Derbyshire countryside.
What I have learnt this last week is that there are many twists and turns and concealed paths on the Boundary walk so, as in the last three days, I kept a careful eye on the guide book, OS map (downloaded to my GPS); and my trusted compass. The days walk was basically south early on but south easterly later with spells of walking east. I only though encountered one main road to cross the A57 that preceded a really lovely wooded section alongside a fast flowing stream.
This followed a brief moorland section with easy climbs and descents.
In what was a lovely walk I soon found myself entering Ringinglow with time for an ale and a selfie at the Norfolk Arms pub.
My taxi arrived a few minutes early and for reasons best known to the driver he missed the turn to my overnight stay, had to turn around and missed it again despite the best endeavours of his Satnavs verbal instructions. I really didn't mind the trip into a stunning valley and a 7 mile journey despite the distance to Hathersage, as I reached the pub, being 2 miles. But as they say 'not my problem' as taxis are booked and paid for on this trip.
I duly arrived at the rather posh George hotel at 3pm the earliest check in time. The hotel was originally built in the 14th century as an ale house serving pack horse trains.It had become something of a posh eating house and I was asked if I would require dinner but a quick look at the menu told me it was 'too rich for my blood'. I'm not a mean man but starters averaging £8 and main meals from £15 for a salad to silly money wasn't for me. Instead I visited a very good cafe above one of the village outward bound shops and had a very agreeable meal and coffee for £8.
Now, and I promise no further ventures into naturism, my lovely room for the evening had a king size bath so an early soak was called for followed by a night in as the room had all mod cons and comfortable seating.