Monthly Archives: Aug 2020

Bakewell – Home of the pudding

Today was the day, we get to go and sample Bakewell. I’d been looking forward to this part of the trip. I last visited here in 2012 and really wanted to return for a more in-depth tour. Rich and I had planned to camp near here but sadly it wasn’t meant to be. But I feel like I’ve bought him along with me today in a small way to share the adventure. He would have loved it, especially all of the cake!

The drive across the Peaks was breathtaking. So pretty.

Perhaps best known for its unique and delicious Pudding. Bakewell is Idyllically situated on the banks of the river Wye, the biggest town in the Peak District National Park’s mellow stone buildings, medieval five-arched stone bridge and quaint courtyards are a magnet for painters, photographers and sightseers alike. I can see why. We decided to explore this town today via a geocache. A multi that would take us to various locations. To do this we had printed out various photos of parts of buildings, these were the clues we needed to look out for. Different to how we normally do a cache, but fun.

This is a sample of what we were looking out for on our route.

Now before we could sample the famous pudding, lunch was in order. A very nice leek and potato soup with halloumi fries. Delicious.

Our walking tour commenced, taking us off of the usual tourist trail and up some narrow alleys that were brightly decorated in climbing roses and quaint front doors.

This Dahlia was the size of a dinner plate. Beautiful.

Up to the Old House Museum, one of the oldest buildings in Bakewell. This architectural gem is one of Bakewell’s best kept secrets. Built during the reign of Henry VIII as a tax collectors cottage the building was expanded during the Elizabethan period as a gentlemans residency. From Tudor to Victorian the building and objects tell the story of life in rural and industrial Bakewell. Sir Richard Arkwright housed his millworkers here.

After walking back into the town, we headed to the pudding shop via the bright, colourful displays of flowers in the park. The gardeners have done a fantastic job here. So many varieties and well thought out borders, all in height order and colour blocks. Even a small memorial garden.

Now, to the pudding – Legend has it that the towns famous pudding, was created by mistake by a local cook in the mid-19th century. Today her delectable ‘jam tart that went wrong’ can be sampled at various bakeries and cafés and posted virtually anywhere in the world!

We may have purchased some and may have posted some. Will you be one of the lucky recipients of “the pudding”?

Bakewell was a lovely town to visit, and I’m pleased that we made it here. However I felt lost without Rich today as this would have been one of our adventures. Thank you to Martin and Nick though for accompanying us here.

A few more buildings to discover before we headed back to our base to enjoy another tasty evening meal.

Buxton

Buxton is a spa town in Derbyshire in the East Midlands region of England. It has the highest elevation – about 1,000 feet (300 m) above sea level – of any market town in England. Close to the county boundary with Cheshire to the west and Staffordshire to the south, Buxton is described as “the gateway to the Peak District National Park”

We decided to set out a little later today as the weather forecast suggested more thunder storms. So a tasty breakfast was made by Martin and Nick. It consisted of Oat Pancakes with fresh fruit and apricot and marmalade muffins. Delicious.

The journey to Buxton was so picturesque. Rolling hills and rocky outcrops made up the vast landscape. 40 minutes later we arrived and found somewhere to park close to town. As usual our first stop was at a small cafe with outside seating to enjoy a refreshing drink and snack. I had a chicken and thyme sausage roll with home made coleslaw, very nice.

Chicken and Thyme sausage roll.

Our tour guide again today was a multi geocache that led us on a tour of the town. We needed to visit most of the historical locations to gather some information.

Built on the River Wye and overlooked by Axe edge moor. Buxton has a history as a spa town due to its geothermal spring which rises at a constant temperature of 28 °C. The spring waters are piped to St Ann’s Well (a shrine to St.Anne since medieval times) at the foot of The Slopes, opposite the Crescent near the town centre. The well was declared to be one of the Seven Wonders of the Peak by philosopher Thomas Hobbes in his 1636 book De Mirabilibus Pecci: Being The Wonders of the Peak in Darby-shire.

St Ann’s Well. You can fill your bottles and drink straight from the Well. Pure Buxton Water.

Buxton landmarks include Poole’s Cavern, an extensive limestone cavern open to the public, and St Ann’s Well, fed by the geothermal spring bottled and sold internationally by Buxton Mineral Water Company. Also in the town is the Buxton Opera House which hosts several music and theatre festivals each year. The Devonshire Campus of the University of Derby is housed in one of the town’s historic buildings.

Buxton Opera House.
The Devonshire Dome, home to the University of Derby.

The Grade II listed fan window Below, was built in 1863 at Buxton Station is a well known landmark in the town, greeting rail passengers to and from their destination along the Buxton to Manchester line. Originally part of a twin railway terminus, it was restored and repaired in 2019 (following vandalism which broke glass panels) organised by the Friends of Buxton Station; the fan window is just one of many improvement projects which have slowly transformed Buxton Station since the volunteer group rejuvenated in 2015.

The fan window of Buxton station.
Pavilion Gardens
Reputed to be the oldest hotel in England.
With a rich history that dates back thousands of years, and includes some notable guests including Mary Queen of Scots herself. The Old Hall Hotel now stands as one of the spa town of Buxton’s most popular places to stay, nestled deep in the heart of the Peak District.

The Crescent (as photographed below) was the centrepiece of the Fifth Duke of Devonshire’s plans to establish a fashionable Georgian spa town in Buxton. The grade 1 listed building is one of the most architecturally significant buildings in the country. The redevelopment and restoration will secure a major investment of circa £50 million in Buxton and put the town back on the national and international map as England’s leading spa town. The project will create in excess of 140 permanent jobs, 350 construction related jobs and many more permanent jobs indirectly through new spa-related businesses resulting in a boost the local economy by over £4.5 million. The Crescent and Thermal Spa Experience and development of the Pump Room will also provide new indoor attraction for residents, visitors, groups and schools.

Plans for the Crescent include a  81-bedroom luxury spa hotel occupying the majority of the Crescent and which will incorporate the magnificent Assembly Rooms and a  thermal natural mineral water spa in the Natural Baths. The project will also feature 6 retail units in the front ground floor.

The project is estimated to cost over £46 million.

View from the slopes.
Buxton Town Hall.

The Met Office Climatological Station, located on The Slopes in Buxton, just above the War Memorial, has records of the Buxton climate, reaching back nearly 150 years. Records of Buxton weather originally began at the 1866 in the grounds of Devonshire Royal Hospital.

Buxton Climatological Station moved to the current site in 1925 and continues to provide data to various bodies. Michael Hilton (famed for this Buxton Weather website) and a group of dedicated volunteers currently maintain the station. The Station has records of temperatures, humidity, rainfall, and much more – and even details like the daily temperature of the soil, one metre (3 feet) below the ground.

After visiting these locations we had a walk through the Pavilion gardens. It really is beautiful, but best of all a river running through the middle. The stream is brown in colour, but clear due to the amount of iron in the water. The water looked so inviting and the children were having so much fun, so you guessed it, Suzy went in followed by myself and Martin. Perfectly refreshing for a day like today.

Having to retrieve the very over excited Suzy to move on to our next location.

A few more caches and it was time to leave this historic town. We wanted to stop at a road side cafe we had seen on the journey in. It overlooked the peaks and you could see for miles. Just in the time as they were just about to close. Fortunately they could provide take away cups so we could take our time. We also purchased some Stilton pork pies, I shall let you know what those were like later.

Tea drunk, photos taken, Homewood bound. Ben is cooking tonight, coached by Nick. We are all looking forward to our home made burgers and potato wedges.

Incoming storm.

A day out in Leek

A little background and history.

Leek is a market town in the county of Staffordshire, England, on the River Churnet. It is situated about 10 miles (16 km) north east of Stoke-on-Trent. It is an ancient borough and was granted its royal charter in 1214.

Leek’s coat of arms is made up of a Saltire Shield. On the top is the Stafford Knot, either side is the Leek “Double Sunset” and below a gold garb. The crest is a mural crown with three Mulberry leaves on a Mount of Heather on top of which a Moorcock is resting his claw on a small-weave Shuttle.

We decided to explore this lovely old market town today. Using geocaching as our tour guide we set out to find a few historical spots in the town. Well we would until we became distracted by tea and cake.

Refuelled exploration of the town can began. We needed to find the memorial, church, market sign and college amongst other locations.

The town is so interesting to walk around. Full of unusual architecture. Even a gold postbox to honour the Olympian, Anna Watkins for her gold medal in the 2012 Olympics for the women’s double Sculls.

The Nicholson War Memorial in Leek, Staffordshire, England is a 1925 war memorial. It was commissioned by local manufacturer Sir Arthur Nicholson and his wife Lady Marianne, née Falkner, in memory of their son Lieutenant Basil Lee Nicholson, who was killed in action at Ypres, Belgium, in 1915, at the age of 24, and in memory of all the other local men who died fighting in World war.

After a good few hours exploring and caching we headed off to Rudyard Lake.

Rudyard Lake is a reservoir in Rudyard, Staffordshire, located north-west of the town of Leek. It was constructed in the late 18th century to feed the Caldon Canal. During the 19th century, it was a popular destination for daytrippers taking advantage of easy access using the newly constructed Staffordshire railway.

Legend has it that the village of Rudyard was named after Ralph Rudyard, a local man reputed to have killed Richard III at the Battle of Bosworth field, although as the place-name, meaning ‘a yard or enclosure where rue is grown’ in Old English , was first recorded in 1022 and subsequently mentioned in the Domesday book in 1086 it is more likely that Ralph, if he ever existed, was named after the village.

On the miniature railway train.
One happy puppy.

In September 1864 Carlos Trower, an Afro-American tight rope walker who called himself ‘The African Blondin’ was engaged by the North Staffordshire Railway to walk across the lake on a rope suspended some hundred feet above the water. This was the first major event organised by the NSR. Special trains were run from nearby towns and the Potteries with over three thousand spectators attending.

This carving was made to commemorate the tightrope crossing of the lake by Carlos Trower in 1878 and again by Chris Bull in 2016.

After all this exploring it was time to relax with lunch of baps of various fillings and ice cream for desert. Suzy was treated to another swim in the lake before heading off home. It was such a warm evening dinner was also enjoyed outside. Well you have to make the most of the British summer.

Miss Lexy goes for a pamper….

Today Miss Lexy, my trusty motorhome was booked in for some work. She had a cracked water pipe leading out from the kitchen sink and need her water sensors checking. I set out in plenty of time to make the journey around the M25 and to Burgess Hill. I felt quite happy, wide awake and ready to go. However emotions as we know can just change and as I reached Swanley on the M25 tears came from no where. I have so many memories of Rich and today reminded me of last May when we traveled to collect Miss Lexy for the first time. Also of the many adventures we had all together. It was to be like this all the way to Burgess hill. Fortunately I could see where I was going. Once I’d reached my destination I took a few moments, took some deep breaths and handed over Lexy’s keys. She would be there for a good few hours so I had arranged to meet My friend Jono here.

We toddled off to Brighten. Found a car parking space and walked along the sea front. The sky was bright blue and the sun was warm and bright.

Brighten sea front.

After a while walking around and seeing some very interesting art work on the buildings we enjoyed some lunch again on the sea front.

A little beach restaurant was chosen and as an added bonus we were told that everything on the menu was half price due to the governments new eat out scheme. With that in mind we picked a sharing fish platter. It was delicious.

Brighten is a very interesting place to explore and Rich, Ben and I enjoyed exploring it last year. It also reminded me of my last trip away with my dad which was to Glasgow. A vibrant city, also full of amazing art work.

I found this description of Brighten:

“Brighton’s location has made it a popular destination for tourists, renowned for its diverse communities, quirky shopping areas, large cultural, music and arts scene and its large LGBT population, leading to its recognition as the “unofficial gay capital of the UK” and is the most popular seaside destination in the UK for overseas tourists. Brighton has also been called the UK’s “hippest city”, and along with Norwich named as one of the UK’s most ‘Godless’ cities, and “the happiest place to live in the UK””

This is so true as their are many statues and beautiful buildings to see.

A live statue.

It was now time to head back and collect Miss Lexy. She is all repaired and ready for her next adventure.

Although it’s been an emotional day it’s been a nice day and it reminded me that I need to persevere and keep doing things like this x x ❤️