The area is an interesting mix of landscapes--rolling hills with lush river valleys in between. When you crest the hills, you find an expanse of relatively flat, brushy, desolate moorland. Crops of dark cliffs stand like petrified waves atop the hills.
The day was bright and perfect. We parked our car at the top of a hill and walked out to Curbar Edge. I suppose cliffs like these would probably go completely unnoticed in the places where we grew up, but here in this gentle country, they felt wild and amazing.
We were all feeling happy. We didn't have to corral the kids or keep them off antique furniture (yes, we did have to keep them from running off the cliffs, but that wasn't too hard). We clambered over rocks and jumped from boulder to boulder. We stood on precipices and took in the perfect view. We had fun!
From Curbar Edge, we drove about 20 minutes to Stanage Edge, almost 2 miles of cliff edge. We climbed and walked as far as we could, sat down for a picnic, then headed back thoroughly impressed and satisfied, dirty and exhausted.
We have seen a lot of places in this country. On this day, we found out that the Peak District is our favorite.
2 comments:
What beautiful country! I don't think I could ever get tired looking at it.
All I could think if when I saw those pictures was Robin Williams in Hook saying, "That is sooo dangerous!" I remember at Beachy Head Annie you were quite the daredevil when it came to precipices, which made me unusually nervous. Really very picturesque landscape though.
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