No running, only beer and chat was my agenda for this Wednesday night. A family outing in the afternoon was the priority but, surprisingly, this did provide a training effect for winter Slow Warts’ outings. A trip to the National Coal Mining Museum doesn’t seem like fertile ground for enhancing Read more…
Singing and dancing at Unstone proved to be a greater attraction for the Cap’n than the glacial (possibly) Edale Valley. There were no such distractions for we six Slow Warts who gathered under the railway arches near Barber Booth and under an increasingly blue sky, prompting the usual review of Read more…
The hint of a less Harmerian outing, suggested by Bob, happened to bring out not only the knarly old Slow Warts but also some members of the young and younger fast Warts. Louis and Dad Michael were joined by Dave H (a guest appearance?) and the rest of us at Read more…
Mermen in the mu Our ambition in the heady atmosphere of the Plough at Bradfield last Wednesday was to do a “there and back” to Mermaid’s Pool from Birchen Clough. However, in the real world of the damp and misty conditions of the Birchen car park, our resolve dissolved in Read more…
There were worries amongst the Slow Warts about whether the Mortimer Road would be accessible enough (road works) to reach the gas station, particularly for the Hathersage group, John D (and Moz) returning from injury recovery. Nevertheless, nine of us assembled at the gas station to agree Andy’s proposed route, Read more…
A plan to satisfy a Slow Warts’ ambition to visit two caves on opposite sides of Yellow Slacks was shelved, as we gathered at Doctor’s Gate, because of speleological searching fatigue and replaced by Andy’s suggestion of a double crossing of Bleaklow with the first target being Hern Stones. Our Read more…
Rain was on the horizon as we drove to the elbow at Midhopestones where there was just an energetic breeze, with no rain, to spring us out of our desultory feeling. Bob had planned a fine tour including the Sugden and Bull Cloughs, Midhope Moors, Outer Edge, returning via, or Read more…
There was an almost existential threat to the Slow Warts as our very name was being questioned. Should we indeed be called Slow Warts anymore or something more appropriately slower particularly when the inclement weather had brought an air of lethargy to our group of eight? Rambling Warts, Wamblers, Strollers, Read more…
It is with regret that I must report that few if any of the thirteen of us had wet feet at the end of our run from Westend. Whether there were any withdrawal symptoms has not yet been disclosed but it may take some time for the effects to become Read more…
Had we not briefly broken in to a slow run during our climb from Blackden, our amended group title (thanks to Bob) may have remained, although our conversations alone may well have justified continuing with the name. The choice of Blackden was made because of the imminent closure of the Read more…