It’s mid-February, so what would you expect but winter weather which we six Serious (Slow) Warts certainly did have, on our foray into a feels-like minus 12⁰C. Our start from the Snake Bridge, was just about tolerable, perhaps acclimatising us for the later Artic like conditions. We sauntered up the Read more
We were never more than about a mile from the car park on our latest moderately epic outing from Odin’s Mine. So, it was short, a total of three miles, which took about an hour and a half (at 2 mph) though we ten, including welcome returnees Penny and Sarah, Read more
How do you maintain your balance skills? The Serious (Slow) Warts are not exactly in the prime of their youth so many of our pre-outing discussions on Wednesday nights concentrate on attempting to defy the ravages of time, knees, ankles, various muscles, with the latest one being our balance. So, Read more
Having decided last week that we were going to explore the infamous and daunting Ouzeldon, Alport Grain and Cote Clough complex, instead, we opted, on the day, for not exploring it after all unless we do it in daylight. Maybe it was all the pre-run talk of injuries, their diagnoses Read more
It was a 2pm daylight outing, later in January although any daylight was heavily disguised by the rain loaden clouds and mist. Despite or maybe because of this, the Serious Warts turned out at Doctor’s Gate in some number (5) to enjoy the wet and blowy conditions. These finely tuned Read more
There are at least two historic monuments in the Dark Peak area which have a notable attached cache indicating their historic significance, that is, “(rems of)”. Our outing from a place variously known and discussed as Wilkin Hill, Windy Hill and the gas station included one such monument, New Cross Read more
Celebrations were the priority this Christmas season. So, the fixtures committee decided that both the Christmas and New Year’s Eves Wednesdays’ outings should be brought forward a day. Not only that, but they should be held on the Tuesdays and in the mornings, firstly at 8.30 from Cutthroat Bridge and Read more
In the midst of our carol singing, the rest of this hymn’s first line came to mind, “cleft for me”. Deep in between the rocks of Bamford Edge and sheltering from the raging wind and drizzle, we clustered together to sing the second threesome of carols from Andy’s (now) traditional Read more
And with it there was a welcome return, from injury, of Bob and Clive, both were in fine form and ready for what the night might challenge them with. In the valleys of Sheffield, there was a bit of a breeze but go to the heights of Derwent Edge and Read more
Should a group of six 70 plus year olds really be doing this sort of thing? Night time capers are a trade mark of outings organised by Andy and this was no exception. We risked being swallowed up forever into what looked like the entrance to Hades, jagged teeth like Read more