Son number three started his half term holiday from school on Wednesday, so yesterday I decided to drag him out for a walk with the dog. In fairness he didn’t need much dragging but I suspect that by the time the other two start their school breaks on Monday we’ll be hard pressed to separate them from their respective screens for very long!
We drove to Broadwell and parked just up from the Oak Quarry council rubbish depot and set off onto the fire road parallel with Speech House Road into the woods past the back of said rubbish centre.
Before long we were passing some stacks of felled timber, which our four-legged companion found very interesting and walking out onto the green overlooking the main road and the view across in the direction of the quarry works, on which we found an odd-looking black pipe protruding from the ground. No idea why it’s there and what it’s for – an air vent for an old rubbish site perhaps?
Anyway, we carried on for a bit and then I led the way down a presumably unofficial MTB path which snaked its way down the side of the hill to the path leading in the direction of Pedalabikeaway from Speech House Road. Well, I say I led the way but in truth the dog does more leading as she is excellent at finding and following pathways – even if they’re practically impossible to see!
Once at Pedalabikeaway we stopped for a drink and chocolate bar (the dog getting three dog biscuits from the cafe as a reward for her efforts) and a brief rest before heading back in the general direction of Speech House Road somewhere roughly half way between the western side of New Road and the path we’d taken on the way down, which was rather wet and muddy underfoot to say the least. Still the canine enjoyed it!
Reaching the path that headed back up the hill behind Hopewell Colliery we started up through the foliage past the museum, finding it to be heavy going due to the number of thorns etc. across the path. Not long past the Colliery, however, the dog found a clearer path up the side of the hill towards the fire road we’d started on.
Just before we emerged back onto the fire road near the rubbish tip number three son and I were led on a final climb up and over a large outcrop of rock, which I think we found a little harder work than our furry black guide did – but it did bring out the child in me, adventuring and climbing in the woods. A great time had by all three of us. Love it!