{"id":15851,"date":"2017-05-13T10:54:13","date_gmt":"2017-05-13T10:54:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thesojournseries.com\/bavaria\/?p=15851"},"modified":"2017-05-13T10:54:13","modified_gmt":"2017-05-13T10:54:13","slug":"mam-tor-devils-arse-peak-district","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thesojournseries.com\/bavaria\/mam-tor-devils-arse-peak-district\/","title":{"rendered":"Mam Tor & The Devil’s Arse – Peak District"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Coming back to the UK, it’s been really useful to call on the advice of other travel blogging friends about visiting areas that are new to us, and slightly interrogating them on their must see things. \u00a0 On popping over to meet Brutus (obviously not his real name, but believe me it suits him!) and have a quick bite of lunch with us recently (one really good thing about moving back!) my friend Trish from Mum’s Gone To <\/a>happened to mention that whilst we were in the Peaks, we had to put The Devil’s Arse on our list of things to see. \u00a0 That’s not the kind of recommendation you get every day obviously, and of course, once mentioning the name of this place to the Small People it was nudged very firmly to the top of our to do list (as is the tradition in our house <\/a>it seems)…<\/p>\n

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We decided to make a day of it by scaling the wild and beautiful Mam Tor<\/a> first however, as it’s just a stone’s throw up the road, and it would have been rude not to.<\/p>\n

The name Mam Tor translates pretty much to what you imagine it might – Mother Hill – and at only 517 metres high, it’s not too much of a struggle to scale from the National Trust car park below…<\/p>\n

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When you get to the very top, the views are worth any amount of huffing and puffing, stretching out over the Edale Valley and Kinder Scout on one side, and the Hope Valley to the other. \u00a0 The ridge along the summit can be made a lengthy walk of if you’re feeling really energetic, and having seen several amazing sunrise images on instagram, I am more than tempted to go back and trek much further to see if I can capture the same myself!<\/p>\n

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Mam Tor is also aptly known as the Shivering Mountain thanks to frequent shale landslides on its eastern side. \u00a0 In fact, if you get lost (like we did) on the way there, you might happen upon a road that suddenly brings you to the now abandoned A625 – \u00a0the government was forced to close back in the late seventies after a number of landslides over the years took their toll… \u00a0It has quite a surreal and rather eerie feel to it now, but is super popular with mountain bikers and ramblers today…<\/p>\n

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My mountain goat children didn’t find scaling Mam Tor much of an effort thankfully, probably because it’s nothing in comparison to what we have made them climb<\/a> in the past, but there’s plenty to keep less enthusiastic climbers (however old they might be) occupied on the way up… \u00a0 \u00a0 As it was home to both Bronze and Iron age hill forts, keep an eye out for the visible barrow at the top (there is another one, but it’s under the summit now), and the little tiny bronze inlays that line the route with symbols harking back to such times.<\/p>\n

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It does leave you wondering how they fared back then… Whilst down in the sheltered car park it can seem like you are visiting on a calm and tranquil day. \u00a0Half way up, and towards the very top of the Tor and beyond however, it can be blowing an absolute gale, with the kind of freezing wind that can leave you feeling dizzy and disorientated. \u00a0 Trust me when I say you must bring a hat and ear muffs if you own them (and a kite if you fancy it, I hear it’s good for that!), and ignore any and all funny looks – you will be the one laughing at the top… \u00a0 Please see a picture below that illustrates how windy this particular day was…<\/p>\n

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We had time to defrost afterwards at the super friendly Old Hall Tea Rooms for a very decent cream tea (our first back in the UK – bliss!), and the small baby made great friends with a waitress who presented him with his first taste of miniature marshmallows – all good sustenance for our visit to the bizarrely named Devil’s Arse<\/a> just up the road!<\/p>\n

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If you are wondering about the name… \u00a0 \u00a0In days of old, most dark places were associated with the devil, and the entrance to this place does look somewhat like a giant crack to put it politely… \u00a0 Add to that people say they heard loud and “flatulent” noises caused by a vacuum of water leaving the caves, and you can kind of figure out why they came to call the place the Devil’s Arse. \u00a0 In Victorian times it was quite the attraction, along with other big UK show caves such as Cheddar Gorge and Wookey Hole (although Queenie herself didn’t approve of the name obviously, and it’s now also known as Peak Cavern) where it was customary to let off massive fireworks inside the caves to be able to see them properly!<\/p>\n

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Although this particular cave wasn’t mined for anything in particular, it was used by rope makers for years, and you can see this ancient skill demonstrated today before you are led through to explore the depths… \u00a0 It’s also used\u00a0for the odd concert throughout the year as the entrance to the cave makes an excellent natural amphitheatre, and the acoustics are incredible – as the Small Baby discovered, and quite expertly proved to us all…<\/p>\n

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If you are in a cavey mood, there’s also Speedwell up the road, an old lead mining cave where you can take a boat through silent watery caverns, and Treadwell. We decided against this as with the Small Baby, there would be absolutely nothing silent about it. \u00a0Believe me.<\/p>\n

And after all that fresh air (and not so fresh air underground), I can heartily recommend the Bull’s Head<\/a> for a decent lunch. \u00a0You have to keep your energy levels up on such a packed day in the Peaks and all that…<\/p>\n

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