This is Hathersage.
The views from the tops of the hills were of fields enclosed by criss-crossing stone walls, also referenced I think, in the sweater's design.
I also loved the springy wind-blown tufts of grass that accompanied us on our way down one of the slopes.
Still, I enjoyed the walk immensely. And I'd love to live - albeit briefly - in a Rowan catalogue which I could do if I knit that Hartington sweater and wore it while tackling this walk again. I'd lose the dog though.
The next place I'd like to visit (both in a knitting and rambling sense) is Wye (named for the river). I love the cabling at the top.
I also love Derwent which is a lost village, buried under the waters of the Ladybower Reservoir (which I did get a glimpse of during our Hathersage walk).
And Tissington, named after a picturesque village in Derbyshire (not been there yet).