Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Where are you going?


Mr Uhdd went running yesterday. On Bleaklow.

Mr Uhdd on Bleaklow

The snow might have gone down in the valley’s but on Bleaklow there was no shortage of deep snow that was frozen enough to run on, which is actually easier going than the normal terrain.

How deep was the snow? Well this is how it normally looks,


the  snow filled gullies, know as peat groughs.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

11 thoughts on “Where are you going?

  1. I hope Mr Uhdd has given more than a passing thought on how to get out of a fifteen foot (guesstimate from 2nd picture) snowdrift.

    • I was not alone – I was out running with a friend who happens to be a member of one of the local mountain rescue teams, not that we would anticipate needing them but it’s good to know they’re around.

      The snow was all pretty firm, i.e. frozen after partially melting, so not as dodgy as it might look although we did go in up to our thighs from time to time.

      The weather was benign – below freezing, but little wind and excellent visibility. The sun even came through towards the end of our run, and it was a brilliant scene as the sunlight sparkled off the ice crystals.

  2. He looks like he’s running on top of clouds. I’ve always wanted to do that.

    I clicked over and read about Bleaklow. The whole experience reminded me that we don’t really speak the same language, do we! But we manage to muddle along anyway.

    • One of the most fantastic running experiences I’ve ever had was a long training run in our Lake District in February a couple of years ago. Two of us started out in thick fog, but there was a temperature inversion and after about half an hour we rose above the cloud and spent the rest of the day running in shorts and tee shirts in the sunshine with perfect visibility over all the Lake District peaks. That really was like running on the clouds – magic.

  3. Holy cow he’s tough.

  4. I’ve experienced that temperature inversion thing, also in the Lake District. It wasn’t like running on clouds, but it was very like walking on them!

  5. During one of my treks across our snow-covered field, my foot dropped into a concealed groundhog hole. Fortunately, I was going at an old woman’s pace and was saved from an injury. That incident reminded me that things are not always what they may appear to be, and danger can lie under the surface. Farmergal

  6. It looks so much cleaner in the snow…. I remember looking for sheep in snow like that. Realizing that where you are standing the snow may be a couple of inches, or fifteen feet deep. The surface had frozen hard, and sledges wouldn’t’ dent the surface.

  7. Looks beautiful in the snow. And – how courageous of him to run thru it like that!!!

  8. Bleaklow is a lovely spot to run
    Its normally full of bogs and back in 2001 when i first ran properly over it I sunk up to my armpits in one spot.

    I was up there a few weeks ago and one of the great things abut Bleaklow is the amount of white hares that live up there. My dog chases them but he has not caught one yet though. There to fast for him.

    Good picture

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