15 April 2013: 21km (+2km round Diggle). Started 08:30. Arrived 14:20.
I woke and confirmed the weather looked good (as forecast). Breakfast was served promptly by the friendly hostel warden. I departed after leaving some positive comments in the “visitor box” and enjoyed climbing on a good path. Soon “the man” (Tom) overtook me as I crossed some streams. However at the trig point on Black Hill, I caught him and a further two people. He explained to the three of us that thirty years ago the hill had been a sea of waterlogged black peat. Now there is green vegetation and a slabbed path – positive changes.

I ate lunch near the first reservoir. Then there was a steep climb across the valley with subsequent easy walking all the way to Standedge. I saw a helicopter in the distance – I think it was lowering slabs for another path. The slabs fit well into the landscape and definitely prevent path erosion. I kept overtaking and then being overtaken by the other three walkers I had seen on Black Hill as our walking and resting regimes did not match.
I had a booking at the Diggle Hotel and so at Standedge I left the Pennine Way to descend to the village using the Pennine Bridleway. It was before 2.30pm when I passed the Hotel and thought it was too early to arrive. In the village I posted some maps back home and then returned to the Hotel via the canal path. The canal is the highest navigable waterway in Britain; in the tunnel it is the deepest underground canal. In fact the tunnel has triple distinction: it is Britain’s highest, deepest and longest canal tunnel.

Diggle Canal Lock 
Narrow boat on canal 
Diggle Hotel – Station House 
Canal tunnel entrance – and a train
The village was definitely a “Last of the Summer Wine” type of place, with a few small groups of men wandering around. It did seem to be a friendly sort of community. I wasn’t quite sure whether I was in Lancashire or in Yorkshire – small wonder as I find that it was traditionally in West Yorkshire and then, with boundary changes, was in Lancashire. In fact I was in neither as it is now in the Metropolitan County of Greater Manchester. However at the time I remained in ignorance as I thought asking that question would not be tactful – probably on a par with asking whether Bude is in Devon or Cornwall (of course it’s in Cornwall!).
When I arrived at the hotel, I discovered that it was under new management and being refurbished. I couldn’t get the shower to work in my room and neither could the landlady. She swapped me into a different room which had a strong smell of air freshener – not sure what it was hiding and probably better not to know, especially given that pets were allowed. Arriving fairly early, I had plenty of time to read the books and map and check out my route for the next few days. Dinner was in the hotel bar and I was told breakfast “anytime” – but I sensed when I mentioned it that 07:00 was too early so I opted for 07:30.