Wow a sunny day! The scarcity of this phenomena in this year's summer weather could not be wasted. The trusty 272 got me to Fox House Inn where I set my walking engine on max thrust. Up and over the moor, down the valley and through the heather and bracken. Sheep baaed, birds twittered and the wind cooled my effort. Back at the Fox House Inn and I mounted the 272 for the return to Sheffield.
All this in a couple of hours. That's why so many folk like The Steel City - hop, skip and jump and you are in another world.
It's better to travel than arrive ... then again ...