A hostile local greeted us at the hamlet known as Ackers Crossing (although now it is an underpass) and he threatened unpleasantness. Undaunted we ran away - off down the canal and left him stewing, and the mood improved as we shunned the cultural wonders of Moreton Hall, retrieving Pete from a solitary experience, and carried on to view Ramsdell Hall (1760, Grade II building) and admired the railings recently painted to show support for Newcastle United and the Toon Army in general.
A kind gentleman from the Tea Pot Hall then showed us how to use the pedestrian swing bridge to traverse Britain's newest Canal – a great photo opportunity and no one fell in or got injured.
Leaving the waterway we slogged over some muddy and surprisingly dry fields to the foot of the mighty Mow Cop. We then connected with the Gritstone Trail and ascended the steep pathways passing the first Primitive Methodist Church in England, to storm the Castle (1754, Randle Wilbraham I) for more photos, where Dave regaled us with tales of injuries sustained on the strenuous Mow Cop Hill Race.
Onward to the Old Man of Mow where the temperature dropped somewhat, past Pettengel Towers before we descended through the woods back to Ackers Crossing enjoying views across the Cheshire Plain.
The same stroppy bloke was still fuming at the end of our run – perhaps we should bring beta-blockers for him on our next jaunt from here.
The lovely ladies of the Chappel Centre provided fine refreshments and even brought out extra free biscuits and a posy of daffodils for Pete!
We are truly blessed.