A few shots from a fantastic evening with Hooverphonic yesterday.
This was the third time I'd seen Hooverphonic over the years, but the first time with Geike (I rather foolishly missed the opportunity to see the band with her many years ago).
A few shots from a fantastic evening with Hooverphonic yesterday.
This was the third time I'd seen Hooverphonic over the years, but the first time with Geike (I rather foolishly missed the opportunity to see the band with her many years ago).
Upon entering the wonderful Ashworth Valley:
Yeah, someone had built a kind of wooden hut.
From all angles, the wooden hut looked great:
I showed these pictures to a friend in Kent, who, quite rightly, stressed that somebody has put a lot of hard graft into the hut:
Inside the hut, there was no wooden floor, just thick mud, but wooden sleeping places were attached to the sides of the building.
All in all, seeing this wonderful hut was well worth my brief venture into Ashworth Valley.
Then a pack of silage bags:
It was great to be away from Bury town centre, which, rightly or wrongly, is often viewed as a sh%thole.
Now on the Heywood side of Rochdale Old Road, I found myself turning left past Simpson Clough Mill and looking at the stream running through Ashworth Valley:
But Ashworth Valley would have to wait till later as I made my way through the caravan park and into Carr Wood:
It was great passing a small retaining wall I built years ago (middle left-hand side of the picture):
Hats off to whoever built the green bridge:
Passing a waterfall making its way into the brook:
Near the new red-brick dwelling-places on Elbut Lane, instead of walking straight down to Rochdale Old Road, I took a country lane:
And hey presto, shortly after, I was on Rochdale Old Road, much further up than if I'd walked straight down Elbut Lane.
From the Secret Garden, making my way further up the old stone path:
Past a rural house:
And onto Elbut Lane, I came across a kind of Tree House:
Where the old dye works used to be.
Getting into the place through the back entrance path:
After a few minutes reminiscing in the Secret Garden, it was time to leave and continue my hike into the autumnal countryside.