10 Mile, 10 Pub Walk

No running today but instead, Duncan, Ruby and I took part in a 10 mile, 10 pub walk in aid of various different local charities, which started from The Rivington Bowling Club.  The club itself, which was the start and the finish, wasn’t included as one of the ten pubs so technically, there were eleven pubs or twelve if you count it twice. 

We got to The Rivington at about 9.15am and picked up our t-shirts and route card and started the day with a cup of tea, although there were quite a few people there already drinking their first pints. 

The back of the t-shirts showed the order of the pubs

            

We set off at just before 10.00am and made our way along The Street to The Yew Tree.  Both the main pub and the new outside bar were open so we sat outside in the sun, Duncan with half a pint of some ale or other and me with half a raspberry cider. 

Next came a longer walk to The Spinners at Cowling.  The walk there involved going through Bibby’s Farm which I didn’t even know existed.  I thought it was a campsite and didn’t realise that it was an adventure place for kids.  We came out of the farm and crossed the motorway before arriving at The Spinners, where there were already a good few drinkers enjoying the sunshine.

A short walk down the road and we arrived at the pub 3, the Black Horse at Limbrick.  This is where I started to forget to take photographs.  I had intended to take a picture at every pub but about half an hour after leaving here, I realised I had forgotten and there was no way I was going back. 

From the Black Horse, we walked up the road a short way then through the farm before coming out at the canal and walking along to the White Bear Marina.  This was the longest section of the walk because, once we got off the canal, all the pubs were quite near to each other. 

The first pub off the canal was the Bridge, which put on some free sandwiches which were very welcome.

Next, just up the road, was the White Bear where I took a dodgy (and blurry) selfie.

After that, we walked along the A6 a little to the Bottom Spinners which is where we had something proper to eat.  I had chilli with half and half and Duncan had scampi.  The food was pretty good to be honest and the meals less than a fiver each.  There was a bloke in here, who I’m sad to say was on our walk, who clearly couldn’t handle his ale and was starting to get rowdy.  He was a right scumbag to be fair and was having a go at an old man at the bar for, what appeared to be, no apparent reason.  He wasn’t going to get away with it though as there were a lot of other people watching him very closely and if he had got violent they would have dragged him out within seconds.  Eventually, one bloke told him to shut up and he took notice and went outside to find his friends.  There’s always one who has to spoil it isn’t there?

Next, after being fed and refreshed, was the White Horse which again was only a short walk away.  By now I was on vodka and orange as I was starting to feel incredibly bloated from all the cider.

Another short walk and we got to the Cardwell where we sat outside in the large beer garden.  This is where I started to feel the cold and had to put my hoodie on.  

Next was the Top Spinners where we sat outside talking to a couple of blokes who have taken part in Ironmans and were trying to talk me into doing one.  Hmmmmmmm.

Finally we reached the Elephant & Castle which was just over the road from the Top Spinners. 

It was then a nice stroll back to The Rivington which went along a path I didn’t know existed until today, which brought us out at the top of Horrobin Lane.  As we approached The Rivington we could hear the loud music and the shouts from the DJ who was encouraging everyone to ‘dance up the ramp’ on their way back into the club.  Once we got to the top of the ramp, we were awarded with medals, which were actually much better quality than half the medals I have got for races.  Who would have thought it, a medal for getting drunk!

We didn’t see previously mentioned drunk rowdy bloke at the finish so I can only assume he didn’t make it there.  Perhaps somebody punched him in the face because he was being too annoying.  Who knows!

We left at about 8pm as we still had another two miles to walk yet to get home and it was getting dark and we had no torches.  We had to walk back through Rivington and it was pitch black by the time we got home. 

Great day out and would definitely do it again next year!

I'll finish with a piccie of Ruby sporting a medal, after all she did the whole walk with us!