Derbyshire- was it summer or winter?

Derbyshire: the land of sheep, cows, pubs and hills. 

Last week I spent my time walking, cycling and playing board games with family and friends. It wasn't a great week for weather nor a rubbish one but we managed by taking shelter under an abundance of trees. 

Although Derbyshire is known for it's hills and valleys it also has many flat walking and cycling tracks that can easily be as long or as short as you like as you can't move a metre without seeing something stunning, so there is no feeling of missing out. 

We followed old train line tracks the majority of the time as it was easier for us all to potter along and  enjoy the magnificent landscapes.

One day, after a short walk, we stopped off at Bakewell as we were desperate to see where the Bakewell tarts had originated and also what the original Bakewell pudding tasted like. None of us knew what to expect as it's appearance was not very enticing and to be very honest I'm not completely sure now, it was a very odd texture, like butter, and had much less pastry, very different to the Bakewell tarts sold in shops.

Around the area we kept bumping into these tree trunks which had become more metal than wood, with coins hammered and bent into them. It is signifying 'trees are made of money'. I enjoyed discovering new customs and traditions from this new area of England, it meant that I was constantly learning something new.

 

Everywhere around us was suited for the outdoors, with an opportunity to do almost anything involving outside there was no reason not to join in. We went out rain or shine and embraced the wintry summer that Derbyshire showed us.

The house we were staying in was situated on quite high ground which meant it was very chilly, however it did mean we really experienced the country. We woke up with cows at our windows and sheep by the front door.