There is a historic local delicacy “Bakewell Pudding” that only exists in a small radius around Bakewell.
(not Bakewell tart). B’Strom will understand.
As a kid I used to set off on foot with a rucksack, bivvy and a few tins stolen from home.
I joined the YHA (Youth Hostels Association) when I was 13. Walked Derbyshire Hills and Moorland every other weekend or so.
In those days you had to be a walker or cyclist to qualify for accomodation in their hostels. To-day they are B+Bs.
Hitched rides from S.Yorks into Derbyshire. Local bus when pushed for time. Bus rides were cheap in those days, weren't they?
Not connected to Derbyshire, but to my time in YHA is a story of a weekend in Lincoln.
Say "Lincolnshire", and people think of flat landscape, yes? But Lincoln itself stands on a hill. And myself and a good friend were caught SPEEDING down that hill... on a tandem!
Got off with a severe talking-to.
Happy days....
