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Thursday, 18 February 2016



Along the Old Drover's Road from Osmotherley 

 

6 miles                                         Cold and crisp

 

We had intended a walk from Carlton today but turned back after being unable to get up Carlton Bank because of ice.  Instead we drove to Osmotherley and parked in the village opposite the Queen Catherine pub.

Today's walk from The Walker's Guide to the Cleveland Hills

We walked through the village noticing a couple of new (to us) weather vanes, past the pinfold in Quarry Lane and turned left into Rueberry Lane


Pinfold, where stray animals were kept until being returned after payment




Turning into Rueberry Way, following the Cleveland Way sign to Scarth Nick

Tom Scott Burns notes that in the Domesday Book the village was called Asmundrelac, meaning Asmund's Clearing.  The village was ravaged by William the Conqueror in 1069 and was still described as waste land in its entry in the Domesday Book in 1085.

Rueberry Lane led us to Lady Chapel which was founded by Catherine of Aragon in 1515, and as we approached the Chapel we saw that the Stations of the Cross are marked out on the right side of the path.  We passed by the Chapel and dropped down to a field track which would have been very muddy but which was walkable today because of the crisp conditions.


One of the Stations of the Cross

Lady Chapel

Too early in the walk to take advantage of the seat in the sun

Our paths were still very crisp from last night's freezing temperatures

Looking across at the A19 and picking out landmarks

We rejoined the Cleveland Way at this point, following it uphill through the birch trees of South Wood to reach transmitter masts.  Passing through gates at the side of the masts we followed the Cleveland Way upwards towards Scarth Wood Moor, all the time enjoying a fine prospect towards the Cleveland Hills, and in the foreground Whorl Hill.


Confusing sign, the C to C and the Cleveland Way use the same path eastwards

Climbing Swinestyle Hill towards Beacon Hill

Lots of flooded fields - the building in the centre is the Tontine Inn

The birch trees of South Wood

Approaching the transmitter masts at Beacon Hill

Crossing Scarth Wood Moor towards Whorl Hill

Swainby Village and Whorl Hill to the right

Eventually we reached a wooden sign at the deep trough of Scarth Nick, pointing towards Cod Beck Reservoir, and we left the Cleveland Way to soon reached a tarmac road that runs from Swainby to Sheepwash.  TSB explains that during the Ice Age of approximately 20,000 years ago, a glacier from the north enveloped an area 20 - 30 miles wide and 1000 or more feet thick.  It failed to cover the moors but crept into Scugdale depositing materials from Scotland, Cumbria and Durham. Sand, gravel and stones left by meltwater formed the conspicuous mound of Round Hill, the present car park at Sheepwash.

Reaching the water splash at Sheepwash we sat in the sun and enjoyed coffee and scones with the pleasant background accompaniment of burbling water.


Approaching our turn off the Cleveland Way

Clive looks over Scarth Nick

Car Park at Round Hill

Approaching Sheepwash

A perfect spot for coffee and scones

Crossing the beck we climbed up Pamperdale Moor, our path running alongside the woods that drop down to the reservoir.  This path is known as High Lane and is the old Drovers' Road.  TSB says that it was probably used by prehistoric man, the Romans and before the present day road was made, as a corridor through the Cleveland Hills.  Just as we reached the tarmac road from Osmotherley we saw the ruins of Solomon's Temple, which was built by the eccentric Solomon Metcalf in 1812 and had images of the sun, moon and stars on its walls.

We followed the tarmac road to Chequers Farm.  This interesting building was an old inn and held a licence for 300 years until 1945. When it was a hostelry it was famous for keeping an old peat fire alight for 150 years!  The sign of the Inn was a chequers board signifying that it would change money for the drovers and on the sign was the cryptic message  "Be not in haste, Step in and taste, Ale tomorrow for nothing.'   As we all know, tomorrow never comes!  The old sign has been mounted behind glass on the farm wall.


Melt-water runs alongside the Drovers' road

Looking back along the Drovers' road

The remains of Solomon's Temple

The old Chequers Inn



TSB notes that drovers used to bring vast herds of cattle from the Highlands of Scotland across the Hambleton Hills on their way to the markets of East Anglia, the Midlands and London.  Their average pace was just 2 miles per hour. 

We turned right off the Drovers' road onto a green track and almost immediately saw a small shrine against the wall on our left side.  When I reported this shrine in my blog a year or so ago I received a nice email explaining its significance, which I'll copy here:


a sutton6 March 2015 at 11:29

The shrine you mention is that of my Mam. The significance is my Mam and Dad spent a glorious day together walking around Osmotherley in 1945 and they had a photograph taken there as a young couple, Dad in his uniform. He was a Paratrooper in the 6th Airborne, 9th Battalion. He was only 18 years old when he dropped on D day in Normandy and on the Rhine crossing, he had a miraculous escape, saved by a tiny cross which stopped a machine gun bullet. He has written a book called 'A Teenager's War' by Ron Tucker, it is a moving, heartwarming, funny story and there are photographs of them at the very same spot in Osmotherley! and if anyone is interested we sell his book for £13 (inc p&p) and all the proceeds go to S.A.F.A.
We can be contacted at g.a.sutton@ntlworld.com, please feel free to email.




The green track led us down to Oakdale past Oakdale Farm where working dogs in a kennel watched us pass by and we joined the farm road across Slap Stone Beck (apparently this name refers to slippery stones at the ford).


Looking back at Chequers...

... as we follow the green path down to Oakdale


Dogs at Oakdale Farm

Oakdale Farm

Approaching Slap Stone Beck
 
Crossing the Osmotherley to Hawnby road once more, we passed through the gates of White House Farm, which has a lovely view of Osmotherley from its large bay windows.  The path has been diverted here away from the farm, and as we were once again on the Cleveland Way we found that the track downhill across fields has been heavily used and is very slippery as it descends to Cote Ghyll.

We found it difficult to remain upright on this stretch and hard to find a decent way down to the bridge across the beck.  Once over the water we faced an immediate and very steep climb out of the trees to reach a stone slabbed path across fields to Osmotherley.


Passing through the gates of White House Farm

White House Farm from behind

White House Farm from the front

Tricky descent from White House Farm to Cote Ghyll

Crossing the beck

View upstream

As we entered the village along narrow alleyways we noticed an old chapel in the terraced row of cottages, obviously still in use.  Tom Scott Burns tells us that John Wesley preached in Osmotherley in 1745 and the chapel was built nine years later.  Wesley returned to preach again at Osmotherley in June 1761, and probably used this chapel.


Slab path across fields to Osmotherley

A cheeky rabbit ignores our presence

Alleyways into the village

We spot the old Chapel


Emerging into the High Street

The Queen Catherine Hotel

The alley emerges opposite the cross and beyond that we spotted the Queen Catherine Hotel, where we soon relaxed with a pint of XB Bitter and reflected on our day's walk.  




Thursday, 19 February 2015


Along the Old Drover's Road from Osmotherley



6 miles                               Mostly rain



Today's weather was much worse than forecast and we decided to postpone the 9 mile walk we were planning until next week (or until the weather is better) and do a shorter walk from Osmotherley.  We parked outside Thomson's old shop, still awaiting renovation, and famous in the area for being a general dealer's shop for 200 years.  Steady rain meant waterproofs from the start and we walked through the village, past the pinfold in Quarry Lane, now displaying a new information sign, and turned left into Rueberry Lane. 


Today's walk from The Walker's Guide to the Cleveland Hills

Thomson's, a general dealers for 200 years
Quarry Lane in the rain

Village pinfold, where stray beasts were kept until fines were paid

Steady Climb up Rueberry Lane

A month ago I wrote here how Tom Scott Burns explained that according to tradition Osmotherley got its name following the drowning of Prince Oswy on Roseberry Topping, but TSB also notes that in the Domesday Book the village was called Asmundrelac. meaning Asmund's Clearing.  The village was ravaged by William the Conqueror in 1069 and was still described as waste land when entered in the Domesday Book in 1085.


Looking back to Osmotherley from Rueberry Lane

Lady Chapel

Leaving Lady Chapel to drop down to the Cleveland Way


Rueberry Lane led us to Lady Chapel which was founded by Catherine of Aragon in 1515.  After the chapel we dropped down to join the Cleveland Way and Coast to Coast track, climbing alongside South Wood to reach the transmitter masts of Beacon Hill.  As we walked through the silver birch trees we were surprised to see the carcass of a hare draped over the branches of a tree.


Climbing through South Wood

Dead hare in unlikely spot

Beacon Hill

Shortly after Beacon Hill we passed through the moor gate, signed Scarth Wood and followed the distinct moor track towards Scarth Nick, with the distinct shape of Whorl Hill ahead of us.  When we reached Scarth Nick we turned left into the tarmac road and walked along to the beck at Sheepwash. This is where we had planned to have coffee but the rain was heavier than ever so we turned right and walked along to the trees surrounding Cod Beck Reservoir.  We found a fallen tree sheltered from the rain and giving a good view down onto the reservoir to enjoy our coffee and scones.


Through the moor gate

Whorl Hill in the distance

We reach Scarth Nick

Looking down on the road through Scarth Nick

The view from our coffee stop

After our break we decided to vary our route slightly and instead of walking back to Sheepwash we walked alongside the reservoir before taking a left turn and walking up through the woods to High Lane and Pamperdale Moor.   High Lane is the old drover's road across the moor and we turned right and followed it to Chequers Farm.  This interesting building was an old inn and held a licence for 300 years until 1945. When it was a hostelry it was famous for keeping an old peat fire alight for 150 years!  The sign of the Inn was a chequers board signifying that it would change money for the drovers and on the sign was the cryptic message  "Be not in haste, Step in and taste, Ale tomorrow for nothing.'   As we all know, tomorrow never comes!  The old sign has been mounted behind glass on the farm wall.

Walking by Cod Beck Reservoir

We reach High Lane, the Drover's Road


Old sign at Chequers

Chequers Farm

TSB informs us that drovers used to bring vast herds of cattle from the Highlands of Scotland across the Hambleton Hills on the way to the markets of East Anglia, the Midlands and London.  Their average pace was just 2 miles per hour.  
Just beyond Chequers Farm our path turned sharp right leaving the drove road and heading gently downhill to the two small reservoirs at Oakdale where we crossed the beck by an old packhorse bridge.  On this track we were surprised to see a little 'shrine' next to the dry stone wall, dedicated from a husband to his wife.  We wondered what relevance this remote spot had for the couple.


Turn right off the Drover's Road

We pass a little shrine


Down to Oakdale Reservoir

Our second reservoir today

We walked downhill, past White House Farm, where we were amused to see a black domestic rabbit running happily with wild rabbits.


Domestic rabbit gone wild

White House Farm

Crossing Cod Beck

We crossed Cod Beck by the footbridge and climbed steeply back to the top of the bank where a walk across a couple of fields returned us to Osmotherley.  Quickly shedding wet weather gear we adjourned to the Queen Catherine Hotel to discuss the finer points of the walk over a pint of Thwaites Wainwright ale.

Osmotherley appears in the distance

Entering the village

We emerge onto the High Street