Although I’m not sure that ‘ambling’ is the right word as I usually walk at quite a reasonable pace. The latest long walk was done a week ago on a gloriously sunny (and hot) day, and I must admit that if I’d known beforehand just how far I would actually go I probably wouldn’t have chosen that particular route on that particular day.
Anglezarke reservoir is just beyond Rivington, and as I’ve recently explored the Rivington area on two separate occasions and it must be about twenty years since I’d last been round Anglezarke I thought it would make a good dog walk and also add to my daily step count. The reservoir was reached by taking a minor road off the road leading to Rivington village; just before the turn-off for the car park the road went uphill to a lay-by and viewpoint high above the reservoir and as I’d never been up there before I went to take a look.
Next to the lay-by was a very pleasant and well kept grassy area with a couple of benches overlooking the reservoir and several people were chilling out in the sunshine or just sitting looking at the view. And what a view it was; although there was a heat haze on the horizon I could see for miles and it was well worth a few photos.
From the view point I drove back down the hill to the car park and my walk started from there. A stone wall separated the path from the water but after only a couple of minutes the path veered to the right and took me through the remains of a small quarry. I remembered that the last time I went round there all those years ago the quarry had quite an open aspect but now it was quite overgrown with trees and bushes, although it was still very pleasant to walk through.
From the quarry the path went back to the waterside for a short distance before veering off once again and taking me uphill through a densely wooded area which seemed to go on for ever and had no view of the water. After a while the path went downhill and crossed a narrow stream before going back uphill and through another wooded area, though eventually it went downhill once again and I left the trees behind, emerging onto a tract of open grassland with a good view across to the west side of the reservoir.
Unfortunately the open land didn’t last long and I was back into woodland again, with a steep bank of trees separating the path from the water. It was so steep in places that it was an almost vertical drop of about 30ft so for safety’s sake I put Sophie back on the lead. Eventually the path brought me out onto a minor road which took me across the north end of the reservoir and disappeared round a bend to who-knows-where. Just on the bend I picked up the path again and I was back through more trees though this time reasonably close to the water, which enabled me to get a shot of the lovely old waterside house I’d just passed the back of.
After a while the path led up through the trees and I came to a gate into a small field; there was no sign telling me which way to go so I assumed it was straight on, and sure enough at the far side of the field was a kissing gate which took me out onto a farm track. And that’s where I began to feel confused. I have an extremely good memory for places I’ve previously been to, even if it’s been many many years since I last went, and I was sure that on my last walk round there I was able to walk close to the water at that point. I certainly didn’t remember having to go up through the trees and cross a field to a farm track, and as I walked along the track the unfamiliarity of it convinced me that I was right. There were sheep in the fields though so maybe that was the answer – where once I would have been able to walk close to the water access is obviously now denied if the land is used for livestock. It was a very pleasant, if rather hot, walk along the track though and I did get a couple of nice photos.
Eventually the farm track turned right but there was a bridle path which went straight on, and a notice on a nearby post told me that ice cream, lollies and bottled water were available at the farm at the end of the path. That sounded good to me, and as I was going that way anyway I thought I may as well stop for some refreshment. Two ladies were operating a stall just outside the farmhouse gates, with the proceeds of any sales going to a local hospice; the ice cream turned out to be various Magnums, which I have a great liking for, so I chose a Classic one and chatted to the ladies while I ate it then bought a small bottle of water to replace the one I’d shared with the dogs while we were walking round.
After Sophie and Poppie had slurped copious amounts of water from the dog bowl near the stall I set off again, down the farmhouse driveway and onto a tarmac lane. A little way along was the high bank and wall of the reservoir so wanting to be back near the water I climbed over the wall bordering the lane and made my way up to the top, where I was greeted by a great view across to the far side.
At the far end of the wall my way was blocked by a thicket of trees so I had to go back down the bank, scramble over the wall at the bottom and pick up a sheep track of a path which followed the contours of the reservoir on my left. On my right was a large open tract of grassland dotted with trees which were all green except one not far from the path – this had a white trunk and branches which stuck almost straight out, and it was completely bare except for one bit of green growing out from near the top.
A bit further on the path became separated from the water by a tree-shaded stone wall and not far ahead I could see a group of sheep mooching about with their young ones – thank goodness both dogs were on the lead. Strangely enough though, most of the sheep didn’t seem to be bothered by us and carried on calmly grazing as we went past, though one mum and young one insisted on blocking the path for a while before moving out of our way.
A little way beyond the sheep the path ended in a set of crude steps up and over a stone wall and I was back on the road which passed the bottom end of the reservoir and eventually took me back to the car park. It had been an enjoyable walk but in the heat, and with the distance being greater than I’d thought, it had also been a very tiring one so it was a relief to finally get back to the van. There was one thing I wanted to do though before I left the area – I wanted to get a shot of the view from up at the view point but with an empty bench in the foreground, which I hadn’t been able to get earlier as someone was occupying both benches. So I drove back up to the view point and I was in luck – one bench was unoccupied so I got my shot, turned the van round and headed for home.
I’m linking up again with Jo’s Monday Walk where this week she’s on an exploration of Rufford Abbey ruins and gardens, and discovering some strange and wonderful sculptures along the way.
8 thoughts on “Ambling round Anglezarke”
I know that feeling of biting off more than I can easily chew on a walk, especially in the heat. Not a problem we commonly have here, is it, Eunice? 🙂 🙂 Thanks so much for letting me trail along behind you. I was extremely grateful for the drink and icecream.
The ice cream stop was a most welcome one Jo, although I could have done with finding it a bit sooner as I’d covered two thirds of the walk by then 🙂 I don’t know what the actual temperature was that day but it was certainly very hot.
Looking at the map I can see there was a lot of walking through the trees. That sheer drop sounds very scary. Serendipity that there was an icecream and water stop on that hot day. I like Magnums too but the chocolate drops off very easily, it must have been melting before you finished it 🙂 Lovely walk but very tiring for you. Those sheep don’t look too impressed at your approach.
Just a thought but we have a dog water bottle on a rope which has a little trough for dogs to drink out of. It goes over your shoulder and also has a belt clip. We always carry it in the boot of the car, obviously refresh it with tap water before we set out anywhere. You can buy them in the £1 shop and are such a good idea. Saves you sharing your bottled water 🙂
The Magnum was demolished before it got chance to melt Eileen 🙂
There was a lot of walking through trees and not as many views of the water as I remembered from years ago, but then I suppose what were probably very young trees back then have grown up and filled out to obscure the view.
Thanks for the tip about the dog water bottle, it sounds like a very handy thing so I’ll have a look for one next time I’m anywhere near town. Although I don’t mind sharing my own water 🙂
I think we bought ours from Pets at Home probably better quality than the pound shop ones. Our last one got ruined when the lid blew over the railings at the end of Llandudno pier and landed into the sea, never to be seen again 🙂
You mean to say you didn’t dive in and retrieve it? 🙂 🙂
Having something that will go over my shoulder or clip to a belt would be very handy, as when I’m out walking on a sunny day I tend to wear things that don’t have pockets. I carry my own small bottle of water in my ‘bum bag’ and that on its own feels a bit cumbersome – that’s one reason why I only take one bottle and share it with the dogs.
I often complain (tongue in cheek I hasten to add) about those pesky trees spoiling a view! Interesting to go back somewhere and see how it’s changed.
Sorry Anabel, I don’t know how I previously missed this comment. It was interesting to go back after all this time but I walked through so much woodland that at one point I was despairing of ever seeing the water properly 😦 The walk itself was a good one, it was just so tiring because of the heat, so maybe I’ll go back again another time in cooler temperatures – autumn might be nice 🙂