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Good morning all and a happy new year.
I attach the itinerary for the 13th January walk from Robert.
On Tuesday, January 3, 2017 3:48 PM, Robert Holmes <email@example.com> wrote:
Hi Dave,Please could you forward this to Everybody,thank you.
As most Codgers are now retired the first monthly do in the new year will be a walk on 13th January 2017.
The walk will be the 8 mile Tonge Trail heritage trail under the guidance of Robert Holmes. We will depart from Bolton station at 11.00am to walk to the start point on Bury Road
The train is from Manchester Victoria at 10.33am arriving in Bolton at 10.55am(please meet at 10.15am).
There are lots of return trains from Bolton to various Manchester stations at regular intervals.
A return ticket to Bolton is £5.10p although it is recommended that each individual manages his/her own ticketing requirements.
After the walk we will go back into Bolton for the evening
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The December do is a 1/2 day stroll/drink around the Glossop area culminating in the Annual AGM & Curry on Friday 9th December 2016.
The AGM & curry night is in a new venue the Balti Palace, 9 Victoria Street at 6.30pm.the cost is £16(If you haven't already booked please confirm with Colin Larsen asap).
The train is from Manchester Piccadilly at 13.18pm arriving in Glossop at 13.49pm(please meet at 1.00pm).
The return from Glossop is at 21.38pm arriving at Piccadilly at 22.11pm(note there is alater train at 22.38pm if required).
A return ticket to Glossop is £4.90p although it is recommended that each individual manages his/her own ticketing requirements.
For anybody who wants to come along anytime during the afternoon/evening there are trains every half hour which take around 30 minutes to Glossop.
As this is the AGM please make sure you wear your Codger's shirt.
This years Ale trail will be over in West Yorkshire and the group will catch the train to Halifax.
After getting off the train and once I have met up with you all, I am on a different train, we will walk along the Hebble Way and Calder and Hebble Canal to Elland, this walk will take the group by the Salterhebble Locks which are very interesting, Walk approx 3 miles.
The pubs of the day in Elland are The Drop Inn and The Barge and Barrel. After a couple of pints I propose the group walk walk over The Calderdale Way to the Halifax Pub of the day The Crosskeys in Siddal. Because it will be dark at 4:30 pm we will have to leave Elland at 3:10 pm or we might get lost on the moors in the dark. Walk approx 2 miles. If the weather is really bad we will catch the bus back to Halifax. There is a chippy in Siddel but it's the other end of the village from the pub but the landlord will lay on local pork pie and peas for £3:50, best in Halifax, please let me know in advance if you want a portion.
Please meet at Manchester Victoria at 10:30am in order to catch the 10:48am train to Halifax arrive 11:33am, there are again £4 single tickets if bought in advance. A day return from Greater Manchester Stations is £9.90. Wayfarers are valid up to Rochdale.
My train arrives in at 11:48am and we will immediately start the walk. Walking gear, boots and waterproof coat , for this ale trail.
The return train is Halifax 20:27 arriving at Manchester Victoria 21:17, there are £4 single tickets for this train if bought in advance.
Any enquiries please contact me via email or my moby is 07949550751.
18th November 2016
Present: Clive Benson, Steve Carey, Steve Curvis, Dave Dalton, Andy Fildes, Steve Goff, Trevor Heywood, Larry Johnson, Kevin Jordan, David Lamb, Alan Larsen, Colin Larsen, Sylvia Larsen, Keith Mayoh, John Nelson, Mark Nutter, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Tony Statham, Dave Whittle, Mike Whittle, Mike Worthington
The BBC weather forecast for the day around the Halifax area didn’t look too promising and it was to our dismay borne out by reality. It was, therefore, heartening to see a coalescence of a twenty-two strong team. Earlier in the morning, your correspondent had to prematurely disembark from his First Halifax service into Halifax town centre. Traffic congestion, resulting from road works in Mytholmroyd, incurred a twenty-five minute delay leading to the abandonment of a scheduled 11:55 arrival in the town centre. Group leader Alan’s assessment of the impact of the delay on the day’s schedule was deemed to be intolerable. In the light of this predicament several fraught bursts of mobile telephonic activity ensued between your leader and your correspondent, frustrated several times by intermittent transmission and reception signal quality. The heavy rain also made its presence felt, interfering with the finger to phone contact. After the successful conclusion of broken and fragmented communication and the judicious insertion and deletion of partially missing conversations, a rendezvous was made with Alan adjacent to the Calder and Hebble canal.
Apart from a brief, transitory interlude of clearing skies, the rain was incessant. The group paused briefly to admire the the triple flight of Salterhebble Locks, one of which is a candidate for the shortest lock on the connected inland waterway system of Britain, together with the architecture of the bridge, which was the subject of structural repairs as we came off the canal. The name Salterhebble originated from the “salt-sellers' foot-bridge”. The heavy precipitation was unable however, to dampen our spirits as we arrived at our first Elland hostelry, The Drop Inn in a buoyant mood. We looked forward to our two pints lunchtime beer allowance having been granted prior approval from Alan. We additionally visited The Barge and Barrel prior to our departure from Elland.
It was with a sense of foreboding as the question passed over our lips: “How much more rain was yet to fall?” We continued with our remaining two-mile walk along the Calderdale Way in the direction of our next hostelry, our pub of the day in Siddal, namely the Cross Keys. It was here that Alan had pre booked meals of pork pies and mushy peas. The general consensus was that the beer and meals were very enjoyable. It turned out that the single remaining pork pie was identified as being that of David Burrows who was unfortunately detained by other business. In a bid to head off any arguments over claims to the pie, Larry made an executive decision to act as auctioneer and to have it auctioned off. The lucky diner acquired the culinary delicacy through the conduit of an unchallenged bid of £0.50.
By this time, twilight was rapidly approaching and thus, we bid farewell to the Cross Keys’ landlord as we embarked upon our final leg of the walk into Halifax town centre, heading towards an Ossett Brewery venue, The Three Pigeons and our final port of call, Dirty Dicks. It was shortly after his arrival in Dirty Dicks that Bob began to experience his own starring part as lead character in his own personal episode of the Twilight Zone. The start of his episode of surrealism began as he made an innocuous inquiry as to the whereabouts of his backpack. A cursory check with members sat nearby confirmed that following Tony’s earlier departure, he hadn’t inadvertently acquired Bob’s bag. It was a reasonable, preliminary check to have made as Tony, unquestionably, has previous form concerning sundry items that inexplicably disappear. So, where then was the wretched thing? Frustratingly for Bob, the backpack was still nowhere to be seen. He slowly began to consider the enormity of his situation and also the question: had he actually collected it from the Three Pigeons? Of course he had as he gently chided himself. Nonetheless, by this time and now wracked by self doubt, his earlier calm approach to the search began to quickly evaporate and transmogrify into a full-blooded witch-hunt. Adopting a not dissimilar role to that of Matthew Hopkins, the notorious mediaeval Witchfinder General, he was only seconds away from conducting an investigation involving full scale body searches. Then fortuitously and almost by accident, some enterprising soul happened to move Steve Carey’s jacket to one side which was hanging over the back of his seat to reveal the source of Bob’s angst and anguish: his backpack hanging underneath! For God’s Sake, Bob muttered under his breath. “It never rains but it pours!”
Prior to our 20:27 rail departure for Manchester, the group applauded Alan for another enjoyable walk.
14th October 2016
Present: Robert Brown, Steve Carey, Dave Dalton, Andy Fildes, Steve Goff, Adi Hammond, Robert Holmes, Larry Johnson, Kevin Jordan, David Lamb, Alan Larsen, Kevin McDonough, John Nelson, Mark Nutter, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Elsa Sawczuk, Steve Sawczuk, Tony Statham, Dave Whittle, Mike Whittle, Mike Worthington
A gathering of twenty two members from three points of the compass, assembled at Buckshaw Parkway rail station. Soon after the disembarkation from the train of the Manchester contingent, we headed off from the station towards Buckshaw village. Memories of the brief spat between Tesco and Unilever sprang to mind as we passed a Tesco supermarket close to the village, surprisingly without anyone wishing to pay a visit. All members’ pantries appeared to be stocked with an ample supply of Marmite. Buckshaw is a new village and is positioned on the erstwhile site of the Euxton Royal Ordnance factory. The location, as recently as last year, was the home of the training ground of Bolton Wanderers Football Club until it encountered pecuniary hardship.
We were soon making our way through the Cuerden valley and on to our first pub of the day: Ye Olde Hob Inn where we enjoyed craft ales. Following our departure, having exhausted our allotted beer allowance charitably granted by our leader, we continued along the old Preston railway lines towards Avenham Park in Preston.
We emerged from the park and walked towards our first late afternoon hostelry: The Continental. After a short visit here, we continued towards the Ale Emporium, nominated as the pub of the day. Here, we drank several pints and were treated to the landlady’s hospitality by way of a complimentary meal of either pie and peas or potato hash. Upon finishing the meal, the long standing charitable disposition of the group made it almost mandatory to offer a thank you gesture by way of a financial contribution. Your correspondent found himself offering apologies to Tony as Tony’s glass was accidentally knocked over by the top of his backpack. Tony proved to be surprisingly agile, leaping to a standing position in less than a second as the shock, of the tidal flow of the spilt bitter washing over the table, onto his upper thigh and nether region, hit home.
Our final port of call was the Black Bull where we enjoyed our final drinks.
The group extended its gratitude to Alan for another superb walk.
12th August 2016
Present: Dave Bates, Syd Bennett, Andy Fildes, Graham Fildes, Adi Hammond, Trevor Heywood, Robert Holmes, Larry Johnson, Kevin Jordan, Dave Lamb, Alan Larsen, Colin Larsen, Sylvia Larsen, Barry McGuinness, Mike Melia, John Nelson (evening), Dave Nichols, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Steve Sawczuk, Neil Shortland (evening), Roger Wallace, Dave Whittle, Mike Whittle
Your correspondent, having elected to travel to Frodsham from Wigan’s North Western station was beginning to regret his choice of route upon discovering that the Glasgow Central to London Euston Virgin service was delayed by ten minutes upon his arrival. Ordinarily, a delay of ten minutes would have been considered trifling had the transfer time at Warrington Bank Quay, between his Virgin and your Arriva service, been greater than ten minutes. It turned out that the actual arrival time at Warrington Bank Quay was 11:26 – the time that the Manchester Piccadilly Arriva service to Frodsham was due to depart: but from which platform? His relief therefore was palpable as he stepped in panic onto the platform and caught the soothing sight of organiser Alan stood waiting rather forlornly further along the platform. Thankfully, the London Virgin service had been prioritised over the Arriva service and, fortuitously, both services were using a common platform at the Bank Quay. Your correspondent being in a rather mischievous mood decided to test Alan’s mettle by asking him to give due consideration regarding changing the date of the October outing by delaying it for a week. He was somewhat taken aback at Alan’s terse response and abject refusal to do so. Why?
We duly boarded the Frodsham service and were most fortunate for each of us to obtain a seat. The twenty, seated members were certainly not assisting we two to gain access to any seats but the underlying problem appeared to be the swollen number of day trippers heading out to North Wales. Your correspondent certainly wasn’t relishing the prospect of sitting on the carriage floor for the remainder of the journey signalling in Corbynesque fashion, his distaste for private investment in UK rail operation.
The weather was near perfect as we gathered outside Frodsham station. It most certainly played a fundamental part in flushing out a sizeable number of members. We departed from Frodsham station and headed up to Beacon Hill along the Sandstone Trail. We progressed towards Woodhouse Hill followed by Helsby Hill and returned to the Sandstone Trail past Snidley Moor Wood along the back of Beacon Hill for our return to Frodsham and the award winning pub of the day: The Helter Skelter.
Approximately three quarters the way through the trek, we ventured into the Belle Mont Hotel for liquid refreshment by way of pints of Samuel Smith’s bitters and ciders. The beer prices, as expected, did not disappoint us.
Upon our arrival in the Helter Skelter, we met up with Messrs Nelson and Shortland. It was a fine evening and with limited seating accommodation inside the pub, we decided to congregate in an adjacent alleyway.
From the Helter Skelter the group began to dissipate for the return journey home.
The group thanked Alan for a splendid Cheshire outing
17th June 2016
Present: Dave Burrows, Steve Carey, Dave Dalton, Miklos Gombos, John Guest, Trevor Heywood, Robert Holmes, Larry Johnson, Kevin Jordan, Alan Larsen, Colin Larsen, Sylvia Larsen, Mike Melia, Paul Morrell, John Nelson, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Tony Statham, Roger Wallace, Dave Whittle, Mike Whittle, Mike Worthington
It was a fine day as the group assembled at Hebden Bridge station.
Our route for the day took us through Heptonstall, Hebden Wood, Popplea Common, Top o’ th’ Hough, Jack Bridge, and Colden Clough. Our first port of call for refreshments was around two thirds of the way through the walk: The New Delight Inn, where members enjoyed a quick pint or two.
Following our return to Hebden Bridge, we sampled several beers and ciders in the Fox and Goose Community Pub, The Stubbings Wharf, Drink and the Old Gate Inn. Whilst visiting the Fox and Goose, we were subjected to several harrowing tales of recent flooding from a local elderly female resident. Anybody who had been considering a prospective relocation to Hebden Bridge would undoubtedly have had a change of heart by the time of departing the pub.
The group had become fragmented by the time we visited the Drink bar. Your correspondent and a handful of others narrowly avoided sampling the nouveau cuisine that we discovered whilst visiting the Drink bar. It certainly looked very appetising and unusually, the food was being prepared and served in front of the bar rather than being brought in from the kitchen.
The group thanked Alan for another inspired Yorkshire walk.
15th July 2016
Present: Syd Bennett, Andy Fildes, Graham Fildes, John Guest, Adi Hammond, Trevor Heywood, Kevin Jordan, Alan Larsen, Paul Morrell, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Steve Sawczuk, Elsa Sawczuk, Debbie Thomas, Mike Whittle
On arrival at Hayfield village, a gradual walk led to a steeper continuous walk up cobbled steps where we eventually stopped for sandwiches with the accompaniment of a swarm of flies. The trees provided cover from the rain which was getting heavier, especially as we walked on a very narrow path on the moor which was surrounded by heavy overgrown terrain.
At the bottom of the path, we reformed as a group a little wetter than when we started. Should we continue walking or was there a Plan B? We decided to go re the Lantern Pike for liquid refreshments where it was believed some scripts for Coronation Street had been written. Some people decided to continue the walk, whilst others stayed and were fortunate to get a lift to Hayfield off the landlady of the pub.
An ascent then started to get to the top of the other side of the valley as the weather improved and the trig point was eventually revealed with good, clear, panoramic views being available.
The Sett Valley was then joined which took us directly into Hayfield and to the Royal pub, where tables were brought together and a good crack was enjoyed by the group especially with Noel’s story about when he dropped his sausage on the floor of the Midland Hotel. Some Codgers enjoyed a Pensioners’ Special at the local chippy for £5.
For those who had stayed, the bus took them to New Mills where a last drink was taken at the Pride Of The Peaks before the train arrived.
In view of Noel’s sausage story, it was ironic the last drink he ordered was Cumberland bitter.
Once again, many thanks to Alan Larsen for organising an another enjoyable walk.
Local BBC news was in Hayfield in respect of a local mountain rescuer who died whilst out on a call.
We walked past a rock which commemorated the mass trespass of Kinder many years ago. Without this trespass, we would not have had our numerous walks over the years and the enjoyment that went with them.
* Please note that this month’s minutes were authored by Kevin Jordan
23rd September 2016
Present: Dave Dalton, Andy Fildes, Steve Goff, Robert Holmes, Larry Johnson, Kevin Jordan, Mike Melia, Aidan Moy, Noel O’Toole, Bob Rial, Tony Statham, Dave Whittle
Following the previous Monday’s return from an excursion to Vienna, the number of attendees arriving for today’s outing was severely depleted. Those having travelled to Vienna appeared, albeit somewhat superficially, to have made a remarkable recovery from their hedonistic three day break. Many of today’s absentees had attended a walk organised by Alan the previous Friday that had shadowed today’s walk.
Our luck was in today from a meteorological perspective: a temporary ridge of high pressure had moved over the United Kingdom from the Azores resulting in fine sunny weather for much of the day until later in the afternoon when a cold front sucked in a layer of cloud.
Robert’s walk incorporated some pain inducing ascents that were inflicted upon us and helped to sow within us the seeds of regret nurtured from a diet of alcoholic largesse over in Vienna.
The route to Sowerby Bridge took us by the Calderdale Way over Crow Hill and to the stone monument Churn Milk Joan and on to Luddenden Dean.
We arrived at the Cat i’th Well – a Timothy Taylor abode at around 14:15 and we took the opportunity of a well earned rest. Shortly before our arrival, we had completed yet another harrowing Holmes’ ascent and sauntered into the best room of the Cat to be greeted by a roaring open fire. Your correspondent wondered whether it was just he who was feeling a tad warm around the collar. A cursory glance over at Dave, whose face was drenched in rivulets of perspiration, provided the necessary evidence that others too were feeling the heat in more ways than one. After being served with pints of Golden best and Strongbow, we quickly headed outside into the beer garden.
We continued on a high level route for our return to Sowerby Bridge.
We arrived in Sowerby Bridge at 16:45 and made a beeline for the Hog’s Head Brew House where we enjoyed some fine ales and ciders.
Our final port of call was the Bull On The Bridge Hotel and Sowerby Taps. It was during our visit to the Sowerby Taps that we came within a whisker of suffering our first group fatality. Your correspondent had sought advice from Robert regarding directions to the station for his return journey back to Manchester. Robert stepped out side of the basement bar to ascend the steps to ground level to give directions whereupon a full pint of bitter came crashing down from the entrance above to the Bull hotel. If not for Robert’s remarkable agility in sidestepping the beer filled Exocet, it surely would have made near lethal contact with his head. For all his fleet footedness, he nevertheless suffered the inevitable heavy drenching from a beer shampoo. He vented his palpable anger by verbally cursing those thoughtless beer- drinking smokers stood above who were responsible for kicking over the glass. Profuse apologies descended from above, which had the desired effect of removing the wind from livid Robert’s sails.
The group thanked Robert for a classic Yorkshire outing.
: OCOT Friday 15th July 2016 Hayfield and Lantern Pike
This months trip is a 7/8 mile moderate circular walk from Hayfield up to Lantern Pike.
The pubs of the day are The Lantern Pike Inn ( during the walk) and The Royal Hotel and The Kinder Inn in Hayfield. The Royal Hotel sells food also The Pack Horse does food.
Please meet at Manchester Piccadilly at 10:30 am in order to catch the 10:49 up to New Mills Central (11:15 ). We also need to catch a bus (Stagecoach 358) up to Hayfield from New Mills Central. If your over 60 a Wayfarer ticket will suffice. A day return ticket from Manchester Piccadilly to New Mills Central is £7:10 and the bus ticket will be approximately £4:00 ( Depending where you travel from it might be worth purchasing an under 60 Wayfarer but of course if you partner up a Northern Rail Duo could be purchased, think you all know the score now. As always please purchase a ticket in accordance with your personal circumstances.
The group may have a pint in New Mills before returning to Manchester.
Times of trains back to Manchester Piccadilly are 19:30, 20:03, 20:30.
Please contact me either by email or on my mobile 07949550751 if you have any enquiries.