|Through the cutting 2010|
The Cutting was dug in 1914/15 to provide railway access to the military training camps on the Chase. Later one of the training camps became the headquarters of the New Zealand Rifle Brigade, the other a German Prisoner of War camp and the Cutting is still sometimes known as The German Cutting. Little remains of either camp, or of the railway that served them.
|Down into the Sherbook Valley|
Brian (half hidden), Lee, Francis, Alison. Where is Mike?
|Crossing the stepping stones|
Swinging right before the car park, we ascended Abraham's Valley. There is a shooting club near the bottom and the sunshine must have brought out the shooters - the clays were taking a hell of a pounding.
|There's something in the tree|
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Will they shoot it?
|Abraham's Valley 2010|
|The obligatory View of Rugeley Power Station|
|Paddling up to the Katyn Memorial, 2012|
|The 'dry' Oldacre Valley, 2012|
Hilary joined us for the traditional fish and chips. Brian had given her a call and she volunteered to make an up even number to best take advantage of the pub’s BOGOF on meals. But we already had six people, did we not? Yes, but as part of my January penance I was abstaining from both fish and chips and beer, though I thoroughly enjoyed two bottles of slimline tonic water. A couple of years back I had a go at Sue for eating pasta on a fish and chip walk. It was my turn to take some stick, though it would have been (justifiably) worse had Sue been there. My slice of humble pie, though not very nourishing, gave me some perverse satisfaction.
After lunch we walked into Brocton, following a path beside a stream around the village centre.
|Mike and Alison reach the top of Tar Hill|
|The Wrekin from Tar Hill, Cannock Chase|
We followed the path round the hill and then the minor roads to Coppice Hill where a decision had to be taken.
|To Coppice Hill|
So ended the (N + 3)th Chip Walk. Who knows what the future holds, but maybe 2014 will be a year of two Chip Walks. We will find out in December.