After my alien encounter on Stanton Moor is was quite a relief to wander the lovely streets of Bakewell. The Brits were out sunning themselves in the gorgeous weather and I drank in the sun. The lovely small market town on the Derbyshire Dales is on the River Wye and it was lovely to see people, water and swans and other signs of normal life. The five arched bridge over the river was shining in the sun and the market town feel was really strong. Always a bit awesome to think that there were market traders standing where I stood in 1254.
My next overnight stop was Buxton, the most amazing spa town close to the border of Chershire and Stafforshire. Guidebooks tell me that the Crescent was modelled on Carr’s Bath design, and it really was gorgeous, even if it was covered in scaffolding. The opera house, the amazing gardens and the Devonshire Dome – a completely over the top folly of a town but no signs of extra terrestrial life so was happy to climb into bed and dream of opera going, spa soaking and promenading aristocracy – a very big improvement on the supernatural.
Sleeping under the stars 