Despite feeling tired and achy, we resolved to enjoy a beautiful sunny May Sunday. We bought supplies form the local bakers before walking up Bridge Lanes. Crossing at the Fox and Goose, we took the small path up towards Colden clough. We made frequent stops to admire flowers of all colours amidst ferns and trees in shades of green.
Just before Lumb Bank, we perched on a small stone wall near the old gatepost which Phil persists in calling ‘the magical stone’ (well, it is in his photographs!). Taking a shortcut through the writer’s garden to avoid the painful climb, we continued into the clough. Our ramble was frequently arrested by the sight of bluebells, looking especially picturesque against the white flowers of the garlic fields.
Although late in the season, we found a few leaves and flowers to pick. A little further on, we sat on a flat rock to enjoy cake and pop, before walking on to Hebble Hole.
We crossed the clapper bridge to watch sparkling water beneath us before starting our return. A climb up to the causeway allowed us to enjoy warm sun on the tops for a while until we took the next path back down above the flat rock, traversing again the garlic fields. As we came alongside the stream, I paused to look for the dipper and an elderly man who was passing stopped to discuss the glorious day.
At Lumb Mill, we took the slope downwards and crossed the floor of old stone flags to the main track. It amazed me how it took two hours to get to the top of the clough via the small paths compared to a speedy 50 minute return!
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