shauncollier said:
oh dear, that is probably the best of two evils. the brick road is an absolute nightmare even when fresh. but doing the ravine run when already running on reserve energy must have been soul destroying. especially in the wet and unsure of where you are. but you still did a respectable distance and time on the moors. surely that's not a failure in anybody's eyes. actually the sign you followed has only been up a short time, so that was pretty unlucky timing. did you return via the ravine run or did you cross the fields onto the roads? if you did return via the ravine run did you enjoy it? it's one of my favorite bits of 'proper natural' bridleway.
if you fancy coming up one day, i'll show you the rest of that bridleway and some brilliant little known downhills bits. only a couple hours riding.
We ended up going back to the pike and then eventually followed a footpath down to the A646. What we could have done would have been to follow a grass road back up to the A671 from halfway down the footpath. There was a burned out vehicle on it so it obviously went somewhere. I followed it up the hill and it ended up at a disused quarry pit, so going the other way would definitely have brought us out on a proper road eventually. That might have been a better bet than our footpath.
As for 'proper natural' bridleways... I confirmed yesterday that I don't like really steep, technical stuff! I'm not a fan of walking my bike up impossible climbs and I'm never going to be a downhiller. I don't enjoy adrenaline rushes so I have no incentive to improve my skills - I just wouldn't use them. Watching Martin fall off on a relatively simple descent on large stone slabs reminded me why I feel the way I do, and flying through the air later on myself didn't make me change my mind!
shauncollier said:
... and to take a map and compass. i always do. i assumed you had one yesterday. had i known you didn't i would of given you mine. i always carry a survival cover aswell. packs small but as you saw yesterday it can change in an instant up t' moors.
Jon had a map of the route. Martin's GPS told us exactly where we were, but it wasn't easy to see the best way back to the road.
To be honest, I never normally go out on proper moors so there is no danger of me getting lost. Normally it is stuff like London Road, Kilnshaw Lane, Duke Street, Edge lane and so on. Mainly old packhorse trails, reservoir access roads and farm tracks.