I planned to walk a circular walk around Mam Tor yesterday but that was cut short due to a snow drifts and driving icy snow. Mam Tor is National Trust owned land on the Castleton Road between Chapel-en-le-Frith and Sheffield.
It really is the most amazing, magical place, whatever the weather. Mam Tor, meaning Mother Hill, was a Bronze Age settlement and burial mounds are still visible. On a clear day it is a favourite for paragliders, walkers and people taking a break from hussell and bussell of Manchester and Sheffield.
The walk I had intended to do is only a short three mile walk but as soon as I started to climb up to the ridge an icy blizzard was hitting my face and making it impossible to see, it was too dangerous to continue. Wodge and I headed back down and turned to go around the back of the hill with the view of Edale, if you could see for the snow…
On a less snowy day you can see across to Castleton and the Hope Valley, round the back of the hill Kinder Scout and Edale. I headed back around towards Edale; cars, vans were stranded, I expect this here on a bad winter’s day but not in April.
Spring green leaves cling on in the snow.
A snow battered Wodge, but he really is happy, really!
I found this poor love who was stuck in the fence and freed her, she was dangerously close to causing herself severe harm.
The sheep and the cattle had come down from hills, hiding from the severest of winds.
I absolutely love Mam Tor, the scenery is stunning, whichever way you turn or walk the view is breathtaking.
Go, make a visit, you’ll love every second of it.
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