#Derbyshire

It was not the most obvious weather - a gentle mizzle - but we resolved to walk regardless.  Indeed we have resolved to consciously get out of the house and walk and explore and discover and appreciate.  We don't know rural Derbyshire well and this summer has been a great revelation - heathers, rocks, scapes, walks, climbs, trees and waters that have been unappreciated by us.  The last few weeks and months have started our new education.

So today we climbed, scrambled and at times slipped our way across the moorland up the escarpment to Stannage Edge. Aptly named as the edge of Derbyshire and Yorkshire we discussed whether Hallamshire overlaps and crossed such a boundary, we chatted over the likely Roman Road to Borough, we discussed the role of King John in the creation of Chesterfield and we share out latest stories of family history, genealogy and quirky contacts from relatives and would be relatives and how we handle our research.  If we were not breathless from the climb we soon are from the chatter.  It's great.

Now if you haven't been to Stannage Edge and done the climb up it's hard to fully appreciate what it is.  But let me try knowing that I will fail to communicate the scope and depth of the impact.  This is a stone and moorland landscape which has colours and depth beyond what the eye can see.  There is heather, there are grasses, touches of thin wetland reeds, sitting pools of water and extreme dry muddied paths and all between, alongside and on top of rock, rocks and sheets of rock.  Indeed this rock formed edge peers across the landscape like a furrowed brow observing its visitors.  The rocks, timeless and essentially immovable are curious at our desire to climb, chatter, pause, loiter and take pictures.

But this is why we are here, to drink in the beauty of where we have created our home.  And as my camera fails to capture the extent of the scene, as our chatter drowns into the purples heather and brown greening grasses - I pause and quietly reflect on the problems I face and reflect on the success of being here.  And as we clamber forwards into the rocky wood to find our way down to the road and the car we head homewards, stomachs ready for the roast meal we have planned after our exclusion.