A Stroll and a Walk – Rochdale Canal, Jumble Hole Clough

As you will see from yesterday’s post, I had pals up for the weekend.

Martin made an early start in order to get home to London at a reasonable time, but Paul and Nick fancied a little stroll along the canal towpath before they set off for home, and my usual walking partner Lisa wanted to go for a walk in the afternoon.

It was yet another fine day with lovely conditions for walking. Paul is a big fan of canals and narrow boats so we strolled along the towpath towards Mytholmroyd, checking out the boats as we went. There must have been a lot of people using locks up and down the canal because water was flowing quite quickly towards Mytholmroyd, but by the time we turned to come back the flow had reversed. I’d never really given much thought to how much water has to be pumped about to allow canal traffic to use the locks, but it is obviously a lot! Hollingworth Lake in Littleborough was built to provide water for the canal.

After about 2 miles of strolling we were back in Hebden Bridge and I bade farewell to my two remaining pals for another year

I went round to Lisa’s house and we set off to do our Jumble Hole Clough walk. There are several blog entries about earlier walks up there so I won’t go into a lot of detail about the route. It is one of our favourites because it is long enough to be satisfying, without being so long as to be particularly tiring or time-consuming. There are some nice quiet, scenic spots to sit and admire the view.

As we were walking down Colden Clough, late in the walk, I spotted an old man that I know and his daughter out walking their dogs. I said hello to him and he answered as if he recognised me. I was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses and took them off to mop my brow and he suddenly said “Oh, it’s you Colin – I didn’t recognise you!” He started staring at my beer belly, and announced in a loud voice – “My God, you’ve got fat!” His daughter and Lisa burst out laughing at the old guy’s bluntness. “DAD – you can’t say that!” “Why not – it’s true! Colin is a cyclist and he used to be slim when I first met him. Look at him now!” I made my excuses about not getting much exercise over the long, hard winter but he’s right – I’m fat again and I need to do something about it!

I have been suffering from a real lack of motivation this year. If you look back at the first 6 months of this blog and compare what I was doing then with the first 6 months of this year, it will be very obvious. Hey ho – no point getting depressed about it. I have a slightly sore leg but it isn’t stopping me moving about so I don’t have a real excuse. I’ll try and draw inspiration from watching the Tour de France coverage which will be starting soon. The Tour was what got me back into cycling in 1989. A good July would really make a difference to me, and we seem to be having a ‘proper’ summer this time round. Go for it, CJ!

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