Turn Right At Liverpool And Keep Walking- Day 82 – Morley To Leeds – 15 November 2018

I now realise why I was so grumpy on last week’s walk. Packing my water for today, I saw I already had five bottles in my bag. That means last week I was hauling 10 litres of water. I understand why my back hurt now.

The route was also not interesting, because I hadn’t thought out where I was going, so just ended up following the A62. Granted there probably wasn’t much of interest , but my route made sure I would have missed it anyway.

So I invested in an app. Komoot. It does step by step navigation, plans routes for you, lets you download these for offline use, and avoids roads. It is absolutely top notch. Leaving Morley it took me past the station, down a road clearly marked as a dead end , but knew there was a path at the end of it. It took me through housing estates, down ginnels, across railway lines where you would only know there was a right of way if you were a native, and through a wood, giving me accurate choice on which path to take, and telling me when I was wrong.

In addition it doesn’t throw a hissy and scream recalculating every time you ignore it, it merely quietly adjusts your route. I like it, and it’s a good investment. I may even write a review on the app site on Google play

Anyway setting off from Morley, it was up steps. The station is built below the town and it’s quite a climb to get into the centre to my start point.


There are some solid Victorian buildings on this side of Morley,  I particularly liked the old Co-op


Of course, once I reached my start point, it became instantly clear that I had to retrace my steps back to the station to continue. I was aiming for Garforth, but for various reasons did not get there.

Back at the station, there was an unusual sign, warning lorries, in Spanish, to be careful crossing the railway bridge. That said, I doubt that they can read it these days, if ever as it does use a particularly small font.


As I said earlier, the road soon came to a dead end. However, I was lead along an unlikely path which skirted a factory, then came out in open fields giving views back over Morley and on to Leeds, then into a leaf strewn wood, criss crossed with paths.


At the end of the path I had a sneak peek at the centre of Leeds, as it bobbed up over some railings


Well impressed with my app, I made good time into beastly Beeston, as we used to call it when I lived in Leeds.  Across a lot of Industrial estates and into Hunslet, by way of two railway lines, one disused as evidenced by the fence, and one part used, as evidenced by the closed gates



You would not know that there is a footpath across that would you, but it is right at the end.

After 3 hours crossing Leeds, I finally arrived at the Aire and Calder Navigation. Here the walk took a life of its own. I was back in River walking territory and the views and path were much easier, not having to have to rely on being navigated through back streets and industrial wasteland. It was a warm sunny day, and there were people walking in t shirts and shorts , amazing for November. Whilst I lived in Leeds, never really ventured south of the city centre. And because I had given up walking towards Garforth I decided to make my way to the City Centre.


Thwaites Mill told me what a good idea this was, waterwheels operated here from the 1600s and in Victorian times it became a thriving centre of industry


There is even an oddly placed modern stone circle, apparently built in 1997 by the caretaker. The plaque says it is a place of worship and pagan ritual. Odd place Yorkshire.


Further along, there was a weir and demolished railway bridge


There is obviously a lot of development going on this side of Leeds, and the riverside living looks attractive, even if some people don’t agree.


Entering Leeds, the old jostled with the new and made a pleasing end to the walk.


I do like Leeds, and it hurts a lancashire lad to say that the town is now miles ahead of Manchester, better for shopping, more sympathetically developed and altogether nicer. with a very pleasing waterfront



And to top it off nicely, I passed a cigar shop on the way back and they had a closing down sale. A few nice Havanas purchased for a very reasonable price. I was once more invigorated for further walking, and resolved next time to follow the Aire as far as I can, until it reaches the Humber.

Copyright Allan Russell 2018





Author: allanprussell

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