It had been far too long since we’d been out for a mini adventure. Life getting in the way of fun. Anyway, me and Helen really needed a day out somewhere, so I racked my brain for something that wasn’t too far to drive, wouldn’t be too taxing (we’ve both had a nasty cold), but was also somewhere we’d not been to before. Staveley is a great little spot to start any mini-adventure, and we’ve been there a number of times in the past. Today would be a 13km loop, with a few small sections we’d done before, but mostly new path and trails, up and around Potter Fell, over to Ulgraves and back to Staveley via Potter Tarn.
First photo stop was Barley Bridge, where the River Kent was flowing quite fast.
We then followed the road up, and I mean ‘up’, turning off to continue upwards to Brunt Knot Farm, where there was an amazing holiday let. However, even in February it was almost £1,000 a week, for two people.
From the farm we left the road and onto the grass, continuing up until we passed around the back of Potter Fell. We also saw our first person of the day, a runner heading in the other direction. We joined a footpath next to an old stone wall and continued in a dead straight line for over a mile, rising and falling with the contours. Every now and again we could let Nelly off the lead when there were no sheep.
We stopped to watch a farmer and his two sheep dogs round up a herd effortlessly before a short steep climb up to the top of Ulgraves. Nelly doesn’t like to hang around working dogs, even though she is a working dog herself, she’s never done a days work in her life. She has the best life in the world. Anyway, at the top of Ulgraves the views were stunning, although there were other people, so obligatory selfie was taken, and another one of my beautiful wife and silly old Nelly.
The route down was grassy and even, perfect for running an another day, as Gurnal Dubs came into view. There were a couple of people having a swim, and then we were passed by a runner with a large backpack who stopped so that she could also go for a swim. Another day perhaps. There was also an amazing little tree that appeared to have grown out of a rock many years ago and had split it into two.
A bit further and we could see the more famous Potter Tarn, although if I’m honest, Gurnal Dubs looked much nicer.
We had walked around Potter Tarn a few years earlier in deep snow, so today couldn’t have been more different. Nelly wasn’t impressed with the stepping stones.
From the Tarn it was only a couple of miles back into Staveley, crossing an unknown stream before walking alongside the River Kent back into the village. Of course any visit to Staveley isn’t complete without coffee and cake (or scone) from Wilf’s and a quick look at the very expensive bikes in Wheelbase.
Another fantastic little adventure, and one that was much needed.