Saturday, 22 February 2014

Professional Management

It may be risibly immodest to think anything said here could influence the plans of the undead at SWT's headquarters, but  this new post could almost be a response to the post here, Access Neglect of 6th February. Hardly likely as it takes several months desk-planning to reach a decision.

But it fits nicely with what we know of the managerial style, something the locals tend to call window dressing. A good show of intention and efficiency at the place most people see. What could be a better symbol than a signpost? We're in charge. And then the surfacing.

This scores many points because some of it is as far as 100 yards into the site demanding the need to be bravely out of the car for long enough to feel it's not yet summer. If they had gone any further they would have had to deal with this.

But credit where it's due; some of the grit has even been sprinkled into the mudbath at the edge of the car park, like a couple of pinches of salt. Professionalism is its own reward. Not much for anyone else. And they've only had twelve years to achieve so much.

Meanwhile the walk this morning went somewhat further than 100 yards and took, for once, as a penance, the dreary route.

You have to tell yourself that the land where the sheep are pastured is also part of Blacka given to Sheffield by Alderman Graves to uplift the spirits of the populace. Oh well.

It's worth noting this in the context of the debate that's currently going on (presumably on another planet) about land management in the uplands and its affect on flooding lower down. Here, compaction of the ground is everywhere. A couple of thorn trees and a flock of sheep are evidence of the response to calls for more woodland.

Two main reasons, livestock farming and unconstrained mountain biking. All is a testament to the sound judgements made in resisting calls to review policy. What right do those annoying  people have to demand natural beauty? When will they learn this is about conservation, i.e. conserving extreme examples of past exploitative practices, aka cultural landscapes

Here can be seen the tracks of the farmer's vehicle. I gave up calling for the driving of vehicles all over this land to be stopped.

Tracks and compaction are now everywhere, adding to that caused by the sheep (and cattle) themselves. But, heigh ho, you can't get it right all the time can you, or even some of the time.

I even got the PRoW officer to have a look at this, the mud on the bridleway sending bikers well over to the side and creating a double width track.Did anything happen? Please be serious.

Pretty enough to bring tourists to view.

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