Sunday, 28 August 2016

Mick & Deb do Dethick

A weekend spent catching up with family is followed by a mini invasion to the tranquility and calm of Dethick by the Clarke duo

In space no one can hear you scream…so the emptiness all around is a perfect environment for Deb & Me to go head to head with our version of the 'Chatter Olympics'
Medal table later….


Very misguided men behaving oddly….


A short amble down the lanes breaks up the bouts of camper banter


Beermeister Mick insists on us helping him deplete his extensive 'Home Brew' stock
Good Man….


Deb thinks the AA (not roadside recovery) are on to us and goes in to hiding


Next day we are off walking in the glorious local countryside amid fears that Mick's nagging back issues may raise their heads...


This peaceful towpath walk along the Cromford canal was preceded by some bizarre 'off piste' orienteering from yours truly. Much moaning from my nearest and dearest made worse by the trek to the  strangely 'closed' tea room which was having 'an exam' (at lunchtime on a summer's weekday)
Oh well, our impromptu lunch was had canal side on a bench with Deb's Baps (homegrown bread rolls) and some school outing-like tucker
A chance for Mick to rest his back...



Caged mud wrestling women, or so my imagination lead me to consider...



Max, the soon to be smelly dog, just cooling off in the stagnant canal water



Just three level miles takes us..


to a mini pub crawl around cromford village
(we were tired at this stage)



Mick is confident of his sense of direction, totally forgetting its me who's in charge of getting lost..





Short route back then…
Fuelled by real ale and a walking App that sends us up a 1 in 3 hike the team keeps smiling and press ever onwards…..fools!





The 'walk' takes in the 'Jug & Glass' at Lea where we have to wait a while to be let in (sad or what?)
We study App data and discover Mick's identical App has us down as walking further so the paltry 17km is the least we'd done.
Still way too much for dikky backs though


Yours truly makes amends next day by helping to serve up a 'Big Breakfast'


Mick is in 'Painkiller mode'


Daft grinsRus and the grease is served….yum yum

That medal table:

Deb 1st Place, 4 golds, 1 bronze
Gold - Conversation Marathon
Gold - Drinking steeplechase
Gold - Underwater talking
Gold - Not drawing breath (LOL)
Bronze - Alcohol abstention

Pete Runner-up, 2 golds
Gold - Letting Deb talk
Gold - IPA consumption
Silver - Orienteering
Bronze - Getting a word in…

Best Amateurs..
Nina & Mick 
Gold - sharing what oxygen was left in the room

Its take two in a few days time back at their gaff for more frivolity...