With Angela pregnant she’s unfortunately limited to what exercise she can do. And for an active girl, I can imagine how extremely frustrating that must be!
Walking is one of the best activities for her. And even better we can bring our three silly dogs along to share the fun with us. So after the enjoyment of our ten mile anniversary hike around Whitewell we’ve decided to make it a regular weekend activity.
Today we decided to head out to Longridge Fell. The route we picked is a lovely five mile loop from the crest of Birdy Brow (one of my favourite road climbs on the bicycle).
The terrain is varied and interesting, but never too difficult to navigate. We explored everything from fire roads and rocky woodland paths, to bridleways and a field. We were able to keep the dogs off the lead most of the walk. Only the occasional mountain biker in the woody sections held us up!
Reaching the summit, our efforts were rewarded with some of the best views you will find anywhere in England. An absolutely stunning vista, straight from a postcard scene!
Getting here is easy, you just follow “Higher Road” from the centre of Longridge and keep going past the caravan park. There is plenty of room to park on the road nearby, with a few small carparks branching off the road. These fill up fast though! Actually, calling them a carp park in the first place is a bit of an exaggeration.
We were extremely lucky with the weather today. From the outset a warm autumn sun breaking through dramatic skies set an impressive scene over the Lancashire landscape below us.
The first mile of the walk is probably the steepest. It’s on an accessible path and if our two pugs can make it up I’m willing to bet most people can!
Forestry work is ongoing in the area and piles of trees line the path with beautiful colours, and interesting textures.
The dogs had a blast exploring and jumping around the ferns and bushes along the trail. And I had just as much fun running around after them with my camera.
Our path led us into a moody looking wooded area. At which point nature called for me, and I had to answer quickly!
Thankfully Hattie was on the lookout, so I was able to do my business in peace.
As we emerged from the moody atmosphere of the woods, our jaws dropped.
This marked not only the summit, but also the half way point of our loop. The sun continued to shine on us as we made out way back to the car.
The dogs are always just as sad to leave as we are. We’ll head out on another little adventure when I get back from Sweden next week Ralph. And you can choose where we go!