Summer Holidays – Stop 1: The Peak District

School’s out and we’ve finally hit the road. This past term has been non-stop — busy as ever, and made even more so by Keefy’s scheduled operation and the recovery time that followed. But with the hospital’s green light, we were more than ready for a change of scene and wasted no time in getting on the road.

Our goal this summer is simple: spend as much of it as possible in Gandalf the VW camper. The first two weeks are lightly planned — including, hopefully, a bucket list tick — but after that we’ve got a glorious 3–4 weeks of total freedom, with no route other than following the sun.

We’re heading north first, and our first stop is.. the Peak District.

It’s a favourite of ours — peaceful, great walking, and always helps us slow down and reset.

This time, we based ourselves at Tideslow Farm on, a Certified Location about 1.5 miles outside Tideswell and 5 miles from Castleton. It’s basic, with just a water tap and a chemical loo disposal point, but at £12 per night and with total peace and quiet, it was exactly what we were after.

Day 1 – Arrival & a Local Walk

After arriving and settling in, we headed out on a short evening walk — just a mile each way — to the local pub, The Anchor Inn at Tideswell. We were welcomed warmly, and the sausage and mash was delicious. A lovely start to the trip and a chance to breathe out after a hectic few weeks.

Day 2 – Moorland Walk to Castleton

Our first full day, and we had a lay in. After a proper chill (didn’t get up until 11am!), we had a lazy brunch in Gandalf and eventually pulled on our walking boots. We set off across the moor, picking up the Limestone Way — a long-distance path that runs from Castleton to Rocester — and followed it towards Castleton.

The highlight was the descent through Cave Dale. The trail underfoot was a bit tricky in parts, but the views more than made up for it — dramatic limestone cliffs, rolling green slopes, and that satisfying sense of stepping into a hidden valley. It really is one of the Peak District’s gems. Walk route Here

Once in Castleton, we stopped for a well-earned pint, then hopped on the Peak District tourist explorer bus followed by a local service to get us back to our starting point. Naturally, we ended up back at the pub for another drink before walking back to camp.

Dinner was a relaxed BBQ back at the van — cooler weather than the last month or so (thank goodness) but still bright, and very welcome after seeing the washout forecasts back home!

We spent the evening reading and just enjoying the utter peace and quiet. We adore being off grid and running off battery and solar and we are already feeling like we’re chilling right out.

Day 3- time to leave The Peak District but not before another quick adventure up Mam Tor.

Can you spot Gandalf? Tideslow Farm CL

We had a slow morning as we packed up camp, then set off on a short journey toward Mam Tor, just outside the village of Castleton. The drive took us through Winnats Pass — a dramatic, narrow route that winds its way between towering limestone cliffs. With its steep sides and twisting turns, it felt more like a mountain pass than a country road, and I was completely in my element behind the wheel.

We parked at the National Trust car park near the base of Mam Tor and set off on a scenic 3-mile circular walk. The route took us up to the summit and along a stretch of the Great Ridge. We were incredibly lucky with the weather — the views were stunning, even if we had to share them with a few too many others!

Mam Tor, often referred to as the “Shivering Mountain,” rises to 517 metres and commands breathtaking views over the Hope Valley and Edale. Its name comes from the frequent landslides caused by unstable shale on its slopes, which have created a distinctive landscape of mini-hills beneath it. Rich in both geological interest and history, Mam Tor is one of the Peak District’s most beloved and recognisable landmarks — a perfect reward for such a manageable climb.

After lunch back at Gandalf, it was time to turn the wheels north. Next stop is to see some friends in Preston for the evening- but we managed a quick look around Rufford Old Hall National Trust on route! This 16th-century timber-framed manor, features a great hall with an intricately carved hammerbeam roof, and beautiful gardens perfect for a peaceful stroll. It is said that Shakespeare performed here in his youth.

It’s been the perfect start to our summer roadtrip and already we can feel ourselves relaxing. We’re looking forward to a catch up with our friends and then it’s time to head further north for a very very exciting 10 days of adventure!

Stay tuned!

Until next time

Lx

Seeing in the New Year in the Peak District

It’s always nice to see the New Year in in the Campervan, we’ve done it many times now and enjoy the change of scenery as the year ends.

This year’s escape was similar to last year in the our wheels turned north towards the Peak District. last year, we stayed at Upper Hurst farm, which we loved, and were tempted to return to, but we settled in the end on returning to Beech Croft Farm, in between Bakewell and Buxton. We set off via my Dad and stepmum’s house in Notts on Thursday and made our way to the campsite on Friday, arriving just before dusk.

We had a quick set up and as we’d gone without some walks during Xmas we got our walking boots straight on and made our way up to the nearest pub that didn’t involve a hill walk- The Queens Arms in Teddington. It’s always a pleasure arriving in the Peak District, the rolling green hills always make my heart swell in contrast to the lack of hill in Norfolk, where we live.

The walk is about 1.4 miles on quiet roads – the last half mile being with a pavement- so was ideal for dusk wandering.

The pub was lovely and had we not have had some pies already defrosted for our dinner, we’d have been tempted to enjoy the 2 fish and chips for £20 offer. The local lager slipped down well, especially when we realised there was the option of a bus back to the campsite (well within .2 miles!)

We enjoyed our pre homemade pies for dinner and settled in for a chill in front of Netflix!

Saturday dawned with better weather than forecasted, so after a sausage cob , with the help of our air fryer, we got our walking boots on and wandered down the Pennine Bridleway to the Monsal trail, an off road disused railway line, with exceptional surface and tunnels too.

We walked to Millers Dale, where we broke off the trail to investigate the other local pub, the Anglers Arms. Again this was a nice pub, with lovely thick stone walls and overlooking the river. From here we made our way back up the hill to the campsite, satisfied that we’d walked 6 miles and thoroughly enjoying every step.

Sunday

New Year’s Eve

Today started well. As the weather was changeable, we decided to make use of the fantastic local bus service and took ourselves to nearby Ashford in the Water which is a very pretty village.

After an explore of the village we nipped in for a pint, before catching the bus to Bakewell. We had a wander around Bakewell, which is the end of the monsal trail and enjoyed a few drinks in the town. Of course, no visit to Bakewell is complete without an original Bakewell pudding!

We made our way back to Gandalf, and impressed with it not raining, we enjoyed a drink outside which was lovely.

Sadly, our good fortune wasn’t to last! Deciding it was time to settle in for our NYE in the van, we made our way inside. And when Keith closed the sliding door- the passenger back quarter window smashed! Honestly! 5.30pm on NYE- in the pitch black. You couldn’t have made it up.

After a consultation with my dad over the phone – we were dumbfounded at what had happened – the decision was taken that we’d attempt to tape the window up to allow us to remain in the van overnight and so Dad and Jenny didn’t have to make a 3hr round trip (on NYE) to retrieve us and the van – we’d both had a couple of beers so couldn’t drive! Luckily unibond duct tape is one of our staple items we keep in the van’s maintenance kit – and will continue to be a priority too! And whilst we couldn’t drive, we could it seemed, make a rather good job at gaffa taping the smashed window up! Dad and Jenny stood down, and we attempted to continue our evening – watching a film and having some party food. The mood however lay in tatters, not dissimilar to the smashed glass on the floor.

NYD

Happy new year!

Well despite our unfortunate ending to the previous year. It was a happy new year, as along with having our health and happiness, we’d also survived a night of gale force winds and driving rain, remaining dry. The unibond duct tape had excelled itself.

We made the decision to, despite the GLORIOUS blue skies and sunshine, to cut our trip short and travel home today. We far rather fancied our chances of getting home without further incident whilst travelling in the dry rather than more wind and rain which was forecasted for Tuesday, the day we were supposed to journey home.

So we reinforced the gaffa as much as we could, and limped back home. Via a sandwich and coffee stop and get more gaffa tape stop at Dad and Jen’s. Happily we did make it back in one piece. And just before the winds and rain came.

So although we were fed up at the way our NY had planned put there was lots to be thankful for. Our insurers were on the list of things not to be thankful for though. They were next to useless. They wouldn’t allow anything other than a VW original window in, and that of course meant ordering from Germany and a potential wait time of 6+ weeks. Clearly we couldn’t wait that long – Gandalf is our only vehicle and the insurers said ‘we’ll send someone to cling film it so you can still use the van’. I reckon that would have been an interesting stance on the insurance had we parked in the city, or anywhere else for that matter, and someone broken in through the cling film, and nicked the van. Needless to say, we didn’t bother and got the repair done privately.

We ordered our window from Veedubtransporters who allowed me to click and collect and pick the window up from Leicester ( bit of a drive in Mum’s car! But worth it) and the cracking (see what I did there!) team at ‘the windscreen company group’ for fitting it for us at a good price and in a great timescale.

Hope your NYE’s went smoother than ours. Looking forward to hopefully a hassle free year of fun ahead … let’s see what 2024 brings us!

We’ve got a big Campervan trip lined up for May/June- and lots in between, so looking forward to the warmer weather and getting on out there!

Until next time Lx

New Year adventures in The Peak District

Gandalf the VW is settled on a very lovely campsite in the heart of the Peak District. We’re staying at Upper Hurst Farm, an independently run site with 5 star facilities and views. It’s really great to be out and about again in the van, we’re a big fan of winter camping, providing we’ve got decent facility blocks!

Excuse the colour of Gandalf. Bad weather has prevented washing!

Here at Upper Hurst Farm, we’re spoilt as the campsite has large heated shower and toilet blocks, plus a campers kitchen complete with microwave / kettle/ washing machine and tumble drier (not that we’ll need these!)

Our drive up here was good and we were pleased to arrive before it got dark, which made for an easy set up, but better still, enough daylight to explore the path to the local pub, The Manifold Inn. There is a half a mile off road footpath to the pub- which despite being muddy under foot was easy to navigate and before we knew it we were enjoying a beverage next to the log fire. The pub was charming and cosy, and had a great menu- of soon got earmarked for a meal or two over the coming days.

We got back to Gandalf just before dark, settled in and enjoyed some homemade pies and mash from the freezer cooked in the Remoska for dinner before settling down to a film on the iPad and an early night.

Friday dawned a bit wetter than hoped but we weren’t going to let that stop us. We had bacon and egg sarnies and got our wet gear on. By 10:30 we were heading out for a walk to Thor’s Cave and the Manifold trail. The first section was hard going- it was heavy rain and exceptionally muddy under foot, but after half an hour the rain dried up and left us with a dry day ahead.

The village of Wetton was small and pretty and had an exceptionally converted police station now into a house with original features.

We had hoped for a pint at Wetton but the pub had strange opening hours and was closed, so we continued down the valley (and back up a bit to the cave) and found Thor’s Cave. This large cathedral like cave is imposing and has great views across the Manifold valley.

From the cave we continued descending into the valley floor, and then followed the very easy path (The Manifold Way) through the valley all the way back to the Manifold Inn, just in time for a large plate of chilli topped chips which really hit the spot. [Note the Manifold Inn doesn’t serve food between 3pm – 6pm]

By the time we got back to Gandalf we’d enjoyed the sun going down, a sun downer and clocked up almost 10.5 miles – we’d thoroughly enjoyed it.

Our evening was spent having a big chill- another film and a campsite stew which we’d got out of the freezer and cooked in the remoska.

New Year’s Eve arrived and the weather forecast was awful. We awoke to rain as the forecast had predicted so we had a duvet morning. About 11:30 the rain began to ease and we decided to walk the short distance to the Manifold Inn for an early lunch- we’d both spied local sausage and mash on the menu and it had tempted us. It was very tasty!

Since the weather was dry, we felt guilty about doing nothing, and fancied a leg stretch so we walked the short distance to nearby Hartington (a regular bus services runs Mon- sat- but our timings didn’t work)

Angus grazing on the fields between Hartington and Hulme End

Hartington is a pretty market village, with a number of shops and delis and even a cheese shop. Naturally we brought some cheese, and would have had a pint in the Devonshire arms- a cosy central pub – however it was packed, so we had a pint at the historic YHA bar instead, situated in Hartington Manor. (Thanks to a tip off about this from a couple we met as we walked to Hartington.)

After a quick refreshment stop we made our way the scenic route back to Gandalf, through Beresford Dale, which was beautiful, and by the time we’d got back, we’d clocked up 6.5 miles! We really enjoyed the walk!

The rest of New Year’s Eve was spent relaxing, we had cheese board and party food, whilst I read and Keith watched some bits on his iPad. Later on we watched a film and enjoyed cheese fondue, and the next thing it was midnight and a new year was here! We’d really enjoyed NYE.

New Year’s Day dawned wet and wild- but thankfully but the time we’d had our cooked brunch it had stopped. We went for a walk towards Alstonefield – a nearby pretty village in our guide book.

The route took us around Narrowdale Hill and down into Alstonefield. It was a little disappointing to not be able to have a refreshment stop at the village pub- it was a pretty pub but doesn’t accept drinkers only, and I image certainly not wet and muddy ones like us! It’s a fine dining restaurant which I’m sure is lovely but in an area full of walkers it felt a shame not to be able to have a pint and a packet of crisps.

Instead we went on an adventure in the 12th century church and graveyard, which hosts one of the oldest legible gravestones in the country apparently. After a good old fashioned hunt, we found it, the gravestone of Anne Green who died in 1517 making the gravestone over 500 years old. Remarkable.

From Alstonefield we dipped down into Wolfscote Dale. The descent from the village in the valley was absolutely spectacular- it really took our breaths away. We were very glad not to be doing the walk in reverse as the ascent would have been unpleasant for us, but the descent was just spectacular.

The walk through Wolfscote Dale really was charming, with the river dove thrashing through the centre of the valley, and steep limestone cliffs towering about us. It’s a real hidden gem if you ask me.

As we emerged from Wolfscote Dale and returned to the van, we felt quite tired – we were surprised to see we’d walked 8.7 miles by the time we got back, but nothing some Christmas cake and a dram or two didn’t fix.

We did however have an easy evening and had tuna pasta for dinner and a very early night.

We have absolutely adored our time here. Thanks Dad and Jenny for the suggestion of this site. It’s a perfect base for winter adventures and I can see us returning as there are miles of walks from the site. With way transport links- the bus route takes you to Ashbourne or Buxton, plus a nice pub relatively close. What’s not to like?!

If you’re interested in this area, we actually had a nice stay just a couple of miles down the road earlier this year. Read about it here.

We made use of two really great guide books on this trip – links below

Click here And Click here

We’ve got a few adventures lined up so it won’t be long until we’re back out again,

Wishing you all a very happy and healthy new year,

Until next time

Lx

b

Adventures in The Peak District

February 4th- 6th 

Gandalf the VW is parked up alongside his pal, Hiilda the Hymer (my Dad and Step Mum’s) motorhome and we’re nestled behind The Waterloo Inn in Biggin, Derbyshire, cashing in our Christmas present from them- a camping weekend.

We’re staying at the Waterloo Inn campsite, conveniently located just behind the pub. The site is fairly basic, but does have hard standing pitches, heated showers and loos, a washing up shack, usual waste emptying facilities, miles up on miles of walks and bike rides on its doorstep; and of course the  (dog friendly) pub complete with log fire within staggering distance. What more could we possibly need?! Some decent weather was on our wish list, but honestly, having been grounded due to a broken big toe and even ending up on crouches for some of January, I really couldn’t care less about the weather. I was just ready for an adventure and to see some hills!

We had a great journey up from Norfolk on Friday morning, arriving at the site just in time for lunch. Following lunch, we had a walk down to Hartington, a pretty little village with a nice and cosy pub, The Devonshire Arms.

We had a quick dram – it had to be a quick one as the daylight was fading fast, before making our way back up the track to Biggin ready for dinner in the pub.

The Waterloo Arms was unpretentious and exceptionally friendly. We instantly were made to feel welcome and the food was nice too. Keith and I enjoyed the local banger of the week from the butchers nearby at Stanage Edge. We enjoyed our evening in the pub catching up with Dad and Jenny, so engrossed we were with our company we had no idea that snow had fallen whilst we’d been inside!

Friday night was exceptionally peaceful on site and we all slept well. 

Saturday arrived, and whilst it was a bit blowy and chilly, it was dry- so we unloaded our bikes, and after breakfast baps, hit the very nearby Tissington Trail. 

The Tissington Trail is an old disused railway line, now turned into recreational track. The surface was ideal for our E bikes, and the scenery was stunning. The more exposed sections offered panaromic views of the The Peak District, as we whizzed by Alsop dale and beyond.

Some sections had terrifically tall and steep sides- the path (old track) cutting through the limestone like a knife. There were huge railways bridges for us to cycle under too.

The only problem was the rapidly deteriorating weather- it was blowing a hooley to put it lightly, and actually blooming cold wet and a bit miserable. We explored Tissington, a very pretty little village with picture perfect stone cottages and small lanes and a hall now used as a venue, and also a duck pond.

We nipped into the butchers, and enjoyed our picnic lunch…. in the bus shelter, which was a very welcome relief as it was FREEZING.

We had considered carrying on slightly further to Ashbourne, however we had done 7 miles already – some of which were hard work with the high cross winds, and also Dad didn’t have an E Bike so was struggling with the weather conditions on his bike. We all agreed we’d had enough for one day, and would rather finish and feel happy weather than carry on a bit further and begin to feel unhappy/ratty.

So we made our way back the way we came, along the Tissington Trail back to our new temporary local, where the roaring fires awaited us and a top shelf bottle of Jura to warm us up.

Despite the weather, it hadn’t dampened our spirits, and once warmed up I think we all felt a huge satisfaction about our day’s adventure. Keith and I really enjoyed the scenery along the way and I’m sure in warmer and dryer weather this would be a brilliant activity to enjoy. 

Dinner was a delicious beef brisket pot roast and we followed this by an earlyish night! Unfortunately our neighbours on the site did NOT have an early night and we were awoken several times by campfire singing and general noise. However – they were in TENTS! So clearly Needed to get wasted I think to cope! 🤣

Sunday dawned, and despite it absolutely lashing it down during the night, we awoke to fairly ok weather, so had a quick early breakfast and donned our walking boots. The campsite we’re being generous and allowing us to have a later check out. We enjoyed a terrific walk down through Biggin Dale- which reminded me and Keefy of something out of Lord of the Rings, with its green mossy banks and stone and scree banks.

As we had set off early we had the place to ourselves. If we had had more time, we could have extended the walk to either Hartington or Milldale in the opposite direction – however the river was a reminder of how rough the weather had been – you could hear it quite a distance away, it was thrashing though the valley.

Our return route was a retracing of our steps, or rather a sliding back to the pub- the grass path was really muddy and slippy in places with both Keefy and Jenny going over a couple of times. Still – we loved it. I really feel invigorated in this scenery, and having had a number of weeks being unable to even do the mile dog walk loop, just being out and feeling the wind and cold on my face and some scenery was brilliant. We had sunday lunch in the pub before retrieving Gandalf the VW and Hiiilda the Hymer, saying our farewells and retreating back to Norfolk, just in time to unload before it got dark. 

A splendid weekend away.

We’d recommend the campsite for walking/cycling around the Tissington/Hartington area. Its no frills, but did the job superbly!

Until Next Time – which is in less than 5 days… eek!

Lx