|Day 14 Wildboarclough to Wood Lanes (14.8 miles)
Ian cooked me a lovely breakfast and my time as the only customer at the Rose and Crown came to an end. The short journey back to the previous days pick up point the Crag inn in Wildboarclough preceded the walk to Wood Lanes. I arranged the collection time with Silvertown taxis as I would be staying overnight in nearby Bollington at the Hollin Hall hotel. Curiously I would be passing through Bollington some two hours before journeys end. From the Crag inn the route climbed steadily to the peak of the so called Cheshire Matterhorn and time for a selfie with the camera placed on the trig point.
Although an impressive peak in the area it really is not that high, at about 1670 feet,indeed from taxi to summit took only half an hour and an hour later I had descended, crossed the high moor, entered Macclesfield woods and reached the shoreline of the first of four reservoirs I passed. Indeed the climb from the last of these to about 1200 feet to Teggs nose through a country park felt much more strenuous and tiring. I was glad for the occasional bench to rest on when climbing it. In between there was good forest paths although I nearly jumped out of my skin when a fully grown adult deer ran across in front of me at speed. Coming down from Teggs nose I encountered umpteen visitors, attracted no doubt by the cafe, visitor centre and car park at the bottom. Soon though I was back hill walking only disturbed by one of my pet hates a line of ramblers. They are always in a line and if ever you ever follow these creatures into a pub you might as well give up on being served. Eventually I reached Bollington at about 2.15 and passed through it noticing its streets that would once have been filled with miners and mill workers and their families. An odd feature overlooking the town is 'White Nancy'
Now to be clear this isn't the prettiest thing you might see and it doesn't look any better with my wonky camera angle. However it is a grade 2 bell shaped monument built in 1817 ti commemorate, it is said, victory at the Battle if Waterloo. Apparently on special occasions the monstrosity is painted colours other than white. Still ugly though. Coming out of Bollington I hit a real problem. My route was closed due to a bridge collapse and no alternative offered.. I had to quickly plan a new route through nearby Pott Shrigley hopefully picking up the Boundary route two miles on. Fortunately this worked and by just before 4pm I'd reached the Miners Arms at North Lanes near Addington and was picked up for the journey to the delightful Hollin Hall country club
It was curious that most of the route there the taxi drove I had already walked in the preceding two hours, not by choice but by necessity. The hotel was rather posh and served by helpful staff and, for the first time this trip a lift. I had a very acceptable real ale or two in the bar with a pleasant meal. (not three as is my usual because at £4.40 a pint I might have nightmares). Happily I had a relaxing evening in my room on this the end of my penultimate days walking.