Well that sorta wraps it up for 2014 and I seem to have revealed my plans for 2015 already
Its been quiet on the pieblog, not because I haven’t been walking anywhere but more that I
just couldn;t be arsed writing anything I’ve been really busy playing with my Christmas prezzies (several bottles of Grannie’s Heeelan’ Hame)
But just to bring you up to date before I start a new jar of Vick’s Vapour Rub (yes folks, we really do know how to enjoy ourselves at Pietowers) and, maybe a sip of Ben-y-llyn (nice touch, that – naming a cough tincture after a small tarn in Snowdonia).
We did the Weardale Riverside and Railway walk, me and Compulsory Dave, Auntie Sheila and about 20 or so others, including a Very Small Dog. This was all very nice and it was sunny too although we did manage to lose about 25% of the procession in Willington City Centre (must be the complex one-way system). And, of course, me and the Pooch did a reccy a few days before, without losing either of us.
And then there was the Wednesday walkers walk on Wednesday…or was it Saturday – I’m losing track due to all this Ben-y-Llyn and Grannies Heelan wotsit…. Anyroadup, this was lead by Jo for another 9 of us, including me, and two dogs, including Lucky.
This was mainly really cold and dry too, although it did have a pretty feeble attempt at snowing at the end whilst large parts of the rest of England had been plastered by the white stuff.
Jo’s walk was from Blanchland over the moors to Devils Water and back over the moors a different way to Blanchland. It seems quite a long time since I’ve been to Devils Water, so it was quite nice to return there.
Other plans have been stymied somewhat by the fact that somebody donated a snotty cold and raspy cough – these may well have included an overnight up the top end of Weardale and a final bagging tick involving Hope Fell, back on the Northumberland Moors. I have one day of 2015 left and so the question remains – will I go and bag Hope Fell tomorrow before it starts raining, or shall I go on the Wednesday Walkers 5.5 mile trundle at Tudhoe. I suspect the Tudhoe walk might be more fun…but a tick would be nice. Or shall I just stay in and cough at the dog?