T’was a cool morn when the intrepid duo arrived in search of
adventure. Tales of the gallant deeds of this day will echo throughout the
years and the names of Sir Joe and Sir Chris will become legends amongst those
that hear of these stories. Alighting their trusty steed at the Crushing Circle
they moved swiftly to the foot of the beast that is…..Mam Tor.
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| Crushing Circle |
Following the well trodden path, our courageous pair strode
out purposely through mud and water to eventually appear at Hollins Cross on
the Great Spine. After much joviality and slapping of backs at the conquering
of the first hill it was time to move on to steeper adventure in the form of
Back Tor and Lose Hill. It was at Lose Hill where our brave duo encountered
fellow thrill seekers who were intent on claiming the glory of the day, buoyed by
their early successes our goodly Knights set about the foolhardy opponents and
smote them until their number were gone. Hurrah!!
Fresh from victory and much more back slapping the plucky
pair turned to retrace their steps to Hollins Cross and looking ahead to the
monster of Mam Tor. In what seemed like an age they arrived at the summit of
Mam Tor with need of refreshment. Much bread was eaten and much mead was drunk
at this time until their bellies were full.
What sorcery was this!!! Winged beasts landing atop the Tor,
like Bees around a honeypot they buzzed around. This puzzled our goodly
Knights, were these demons of the sky, devils about spread evil doings across
our green and pleasant land? What could they do, but wait until the demons
landed and with all their strength they smote every last one of them as they
came to earth. Much back slapping ensued. Hurrah!
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| The winged demons. |
A quick descent from Mam Tor bought our brave heroes to the
foot of the Lords Seat, a truly magnificent sight. After much effort and toil
they reached the summit to look out over all that they had conquered
previously.
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| The view from Lord's Seat. |
With the storm clouds
gathering, they decided to return to their trusty steed before they were soaked
to the skin. Back over Mam Tor and down to the Crushing Circle the heavens
opened. Our brave Knights sought refuge from the rain and came across a cave.
Fearing it to be the home of more evil, courageous Sir Joe entered to smite any
beasts. Unfortunately, there were no beasts to be smote. No back slapping was
to be had.
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| Brave Sir Joe and the cave. |
The rain had now passed and the goodly Knights returned to
their trusty steed, taking more bread, mead and with a hearty back slap they
departed the scene of their victories.
Chris
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