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What with my wife’s pregnancy and the birth of my daughter, it had been a long time since I’d wanted to go on a proper bagging trip. After a year, though, I’d started to get itchy feet (yes, I had washed them...) and the end result was Jim and I heading off up to the southern Pennines and Peak District for three days of county top bagging. On the way we would pick up all the low county tops up the northern half of the M1. Jus and Cat were due to join us later, probably around our sixth top of the day.
It was certainly a pleasant enough area for the dog walker, characterised by idiotic pheasants running aimlessly along meandering paths through bluebell-lined woods. We too wandered aimlessly for a while, for it was not at all obvious where the highest point was. Beyond the picnic site the ground started to angle downhill slightly as we approached the water tower, and we decided that the highest point was probably a slight bump near the picnic area. To be quite honest, though, it could have been anywhere. Verdict:
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We
arrived at our first county top (Unitary Authority of Derby) shortly after
7am. There was just one other chap around, walking his dog, and Jim and
I waited until he was out of sight to avoid the usual embarrassment of
getting out my GPS and Jim’s SLR camera in a location that frankly
didn’t warrant them. It was bitterly cold and I was glad I hadn’t
worn shorts.