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Friday, 12 January 2018



Kilburn White Horse Circular Walk


   5.5 miles               Damp and misty



Tom Scott Burns suggests parking at the pay and display car park at the information centre at the top of Sutton Bank.  Alternatively there is a free car park just below the White Horse on Low Town Bank Road, and this gives a better balance to the walk, with Gormire being reached at the half way point.  That is where we parked, but looking up the White Horse was hidden in mist.


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


From the car park we crossed the road and joined a track that follows the road steeply downhill and was very muddy underfoot.  At the bottom of the hill the track rejoins the road where we crossed over and went through a gate with a footpath sign.



Cross the road to start the descent through trees

Our path runs parallel to the road

Wet and muddy underfoot


We followed this farm track through the charmingly named forestry plantation of Happy Valley but any views up to the cliffs of Roulston Scar on our right were obscured by mist.  



Happy Valley Plantation



We leave Happy Valley Plantation and join fields

Hood Farm appears over the fields

Eventually we came to a stile and way mark on our right.  We left the trees and our path entered fields which were slippery with mud. Progress was tricky as we headed towards Hood Farm, directly ahead.

The buildings of Hood Farm were surrounded by deep mud and here we had a problem getting through, without sinking knee deep. Looking at the large farm building we saw that it appeared unoccupied and a couple of windows have been broken.  There were plenty of animals around however and the farm looked busy.



Hood Farm

The right of way takes us through the mud



The farm appears unoccupied

It was very bad underfoot and we were relieved to reach the tarmac of the farm track which we followed to the A170.

Walking along the farm track we saw a neatly tended grave and memorial stone and next to it a smaller plot, marked with a horseshoe, which we presume must belong to a much missed pet.





Boots essential today!




The A170 was busy as always and we walked along it for a hundred yards or so to the entrance to High Cleaves Farm, but almost immediately turned right into a field track to the little valley of Butter Dale, which TSB says was cut by last the Ice Age.



Entrance to High Cleaves Farm

High Cleaves Farm

Crossing Butter Dale

Suffolk sheep at High Cleaves Farm


Following the footpath over a stile a sharp climb took us to the first lake, at Gormire Rigg.  At the end of this lake we turned right and soon reached the waters of Gormire.



The waters of Gormire Rigg, the first lake

Leaving Butter Dale


Arriving at Gormire Lake

We followed the lake round its southern shore and came to a perfectly placed bench made from railway sleepers, an ideal spot for coffee and scones.  On the far side of the lake were a couple of swans but they soon disappeared from view as the mist came down even further.



Our coffee spot...

The mist comes down

Coffee finished we continued around the lake and suddenly saw a flash of colour in the dense trees to our right.  We moved cautiously closer and were delighted to see a Golden Pheasant.  It was tricky to photograph in the gloom, but what a treat!  There are only about 100 breeding pairs in the country and they are notoriously secretive.  For more about the Golden Pheasant click here:


A flash of colour in the gloom


What's that?!

The pheasant refuses to show his best side




Off he goes...


We now faced the long and very steep climb to the top of Whitestone Cliff.  As we climbed the mist disappeared and within ten minutes we had fine views. After twenty minutes we reached the top and turned right on the path, signposted Sutton Bank.  We now had a ridge walk of about 1.5 miles along the top of the escarpment and in the clear skies were now able to enjoy good views into the Vale of Mowbray. 



The mist rises...

... and so do we.  The steep climb of Whitestone Cliff




Nearly at the top, Hood Hill to the right

TSB explains in The Walker's Guide to the Hambleton Hills that during the last Ice Age glacial sheets, unable to override the Cleveland Hills, swept round both sides of the moors carving out the great cliffs at Gormire and Roulston Scar.   

Opposite us we could see the cone shaped summit of Hood Hill where a number of barrows and earthworks are located around the summit.



On top at last

National Trust land so lots of 'information'

Gormire below



We passed by the Information Centre and crossed the A170 again, continuing along the path which apparently was known as Thieves' Highway in olden days.  This was because it was supposed to be a getaway route for robbers who had plundered travellers on the Hambleton road.



The Thieves Highway -  ridge walk

Memorial stone just below the ridge


Gliders

Yorkshire Gliding Club

Hood Farm from the ridge

We walked past the Yorkshire Gliding Club and then past Roulston Scar to reach the top of the White Horse.  Our car lay below and we descended steps alongside the Horse to reach it.  The White Horse no longer appears white and looks sadly in need of renovation.




Grey stones of the Horse's head from the ridge path, our car park below

Starting our descent

The horse from the car park, could do with a lick of whitewash


A short drive took us to the Forresters Arms in Kilburn, which is open all day, and we sat by a welcoming log fire to enjoy our post-walk pint.