The Trig painter

Up on the aptly named Big Moor earlier doing a loop around Peak Edges; White, Curbar and Froggat. As always, breathtaking scenery, vast sky and the freedom of the ban on dogs off leads lifted as we head into Autumn. I mean every which way you look, dazzling views.

We approached the trig point on White Edge.

“Wow, there’s the guy that paints trigs! I read about him on Facebook yesterday.”

And there he was. Paint tin, masking tape, paint tray, roller and an almost brilliantly white trig.

The story? He began painting trigs during lockdown. After being stopped by police picking up litter about 1am in his home town and questioned about what he was doing (ridding the streets of empty beer cans), he decided to go up to nearby Bleaklow and start tidying up there. The dullish grey trig caught his attention because it had been white when he was a boy. He decided to paint it.

Someone came along and said there was another one that needed doing a couple of miles away. He thought he’d better find out who owns them before he painted any more. He contacted the Ordnance Survey bods who said if you want to paint them, crack on.

A serious illness and bereavement set him back several months, now he’s back on the job at weekends, lugging all the equipment despite ongoing pain. Chatting and joking with walkers alongside doing a careful paint job.

‘What’s your favourite trig?’

‘Kinder,’ he said without missing a beat. ‘Although if you’re local, it’s this one.’

Peak legend.

Practicalities: 6 mile loop, good dog walking on first half (before the drop becomes sheer at Curbar, terrifyingly so), not too much of a climb (park in Haywood National Trust car park or the car park at Curbar Edge which has a handy coffee and ice-cream van). Grouse Inn pub grub well worth a swerve, the Curbar section of the walk is popular at weekends.

Sir William Hill and step over stile smarts

Few words needed here. Just beauty, silence, space, and developing step over stile smarts from the scruffy one.

“Been a long while waiting for a day like this”, said one of the few people we passed.

Practicalities: 6 mile round loop (park on Sir William Hill road or bus to Eyam and walk up to the start). Stunning views in each direction every step of the way. Fab roast nosh up at the welcoming The Red Lion, Litton (worth ringing ahead for a table).

Bamford, stone circles and the edge (of the A57)

The pin in the book of circular walks was stymied by full car parks at Derwent Reservoir late morning. Turnaround and drive back towards Bamford, park wherever and wing it. Walked up from Ladybower reservoir, following a path through wood woods before reaching an eerily enchanted wood with moss covered boulders, and a carpet path of dried leaves.

Coming out at the top the view grew. The reservoir (chocks away… daaa daaa daa daa da.da.da.da…), peaks and more peaks. Mini rain and hail showers then sunshine. A bit of Sid ear wind.

Free from the tyranny of circular walks, we ended up on a moor on top of the world with a rock edge backdrop, and stumbled on a stone circle almost too neat to notice (left photo below).

‘Looks just like Stanage Edge behind it…’ I puzzled.

It was then try to create a circular walk out of random paths back. A fail as we ended up walking a good (dire) chunk along the edge of the litter strewn and traffic heavy A57, before rejoining peace.

Practicalities: Get there early at the weekend, Heatherdene car park was £3 a day and toilets. Good dog walking (though rules change on March 1- 31 July) and some sheepage on the higher moor. Stonking roast at the Angler’s Rest community pub. No other tips other than maybe learn to read maps rather than words to know where the stone circles (and more) are.

Oh, and it was Stanage Edge.