A good turnout of 18 gathered in the yard of this most popular venue. All manner of size but mostly thin runners huddled in sub zero conditions before setting off up the valley towards Dunge Farm. The ground was rock hard but these hardy souls danced their way between low lying obstacles of frozen cow s%#! and horse dung that littered the way. The last field before the short but steep climb to Charles Head is normally bog ridden but today our feet were spared the mire and only need concentrate on the climb to the road ,where if one is not too careful could be easily taken-out by a fast moving vehicle on its way to wards Macclesfield .
There's something about the area above Harrop Fold that's quirky. It's not quite bleak, yet it has that feeling of isolation. It's not too far from town but its far enough. Steeped in history of course and that's what probably makes it interesting. The pack- horse trails are still there to be seen, as are ancient foot paths going in several directions from The Farm.
The Highwayman PH. just up the climb must have been a welcome sight for people in times past wanting to whet their whistles. For us today the place was useless as it's now closed, gone the way as many have in these funny times we're living.
We had to be satisfied with refreshments from the Barn, where Rona, as usual , did us proud.
The link to the route we took
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/277065399