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Thursday, 4 February 2016



The Drove Road and Windy Gill Ridge from Boltby


7 miles                        Bright and breezy



We hadn't done this route since 2014 and as it is a high level walk and therefore likely to be good under foot, we headed back to Boltby and parked in the same spot as last week.  This time however we headed away from Boltby with High Barn, where we walked last week, visible on the horizon to our right.

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

Looking over to High Barn among the trees on the horizon

After 100 yards we turned left into a lane to follow the farm path to Lunshaw House Farm.  Before reaching the farm we crossed a stile on the right to follow a field path signposted Low Paradise.  Our path followed the camber of the hill for some time, meaning we were walking at a 45 degree angle, until it dropped down into woods before Lunshaw Beck.  



Turn left off the Boltby road

Leaving the farm track to enter fields

An awkward walk across sloping fields

Woods before Lunshaw Beck

Low Paradise Farm appears in the distance

Crossing the beck we started a mile ascent which TSB describes as a 'muscular climb'.  We passed by the always well ordered Low Paradise Farm to reach Oak Cottage where we have encountered hounds previously.  Today there were only a couple of young dogs in a cage, perhaps the hounds were out being exercised.



Low Paradise Farm

Young dogs at Oak Cottage

The track climbed relentlessly upwards until we reached High Paradise Farm where I curled my lip at the sign saying the tea room is closed until March.  We were now walking on the Cleveland Way and soon reached the moor and Sneck Gate where we joined the Hambleton Drove Road.  At Sneck Gate we saw a walker on the moor, several hundred yards away, and then noticed with alarm that the walker seemed unaware that his large dog had seen us and was running towards us at full tilt.  It skidded to a halt in front of Clive and dropped a ball at his feet.  Phew.  Clive threw the ball back towards the hiker and we resumed our walk.



Passing High Paradise Farm

Gerarrt of it!

We followed the Drove Road along the moor top, eventually entering forestry and getting out of the irritating wind. As we entered the trees we saw a flock of small birds which appeared to be a mixture of finches and, more excitingly, Yellow Hammers.  I got a shot of a Yellowhammer with some difficulty as they were very nervous and flew off as soon as we looked in their direction.  We walked on through the trees for some time and then, just before reaching the ruins of Steeple Cross (first mentioned in 1246 but now just a 2 feet high piece of stone) we found an inviting old tree trunk in the sun and sat down to enjoy our coffee and scones.  


Yellowhammer

Out of the wind, sun, scones and coffee.  What could be more welcome?

We turn left off the Hambleton Drove Road

We turned left just before Steeple Cross and walked through the forestry plantation which seemed to have been ravaged since our last visit, no doubt to feed the biomass boiler at the power station in Teesside, and emerged at Gallow Hill, where we had a nice view towards Cowesby village.



Following the forestry path towards Gallow Hill

Looking towards the A19 from our path

Huge areas of devastation

Cowesby from Gallow Hill


Is this sign on Windygill Ridge necessary or is it a blot on the landscape?


We turned left at Gallow Hill and followed the broad path to Windygill Ridge. To the left of our path was a forestry plantation and ahead a fine vista across the Vale of Mowbray and to the right Black Hambleton and the hummock of Seta Pike.  Just after passing Seta Pike our path turned left into a steep forestry path.  The track was rather faint and also very boggy; the steep descents proved very slippery and progress was slow.   The path levelled out and we picked our way through Gurtof Wood, looking down on Gurtof Beck which ran below us.  Quite a lot of trees had been blown down in the recent storms and a few had fallen awkwardly across our path making diversions necessary.  After a mile or so we reached a gate leading out of the trees into wet meadows.


After Seta Pike turn left onto a small track

Our path can be seen running ahead of us until it reaches a sharp descent

Mud makes for a tricky descent

Down into the dark woods....
  
We had to divert right for a while to pass fallen trees

 

Out of the woods at last
Our faint path crossed several meadows, all made very boggy by the rain, until we came to a wide track through fields of decaying maize.  The corn cobs were still on many of the plants and as there were plastic bird feeders in among the crop we guessed it had been left as cover for game birds.  



Clive unzips a corn cob


Our path exited at the west end of Boltby village and we turned left to walk along the road.  Set back from the road is Holy Trinity Church and finding it unlocked we entered for a look around.  The church is in very good repair and as TSB says that the church was first erected in 1409 and was continuously in use until it was rebuilt in 1859, we were surprised to see that the churchyard only seemed to contain fairly recent graves.  A further look at our guidebook 'The Walker's Guide to the Hambleton Hills' explained why: apparently it was the custom until Victorian times to carry the dead from Boltby for burial at Felixkirk, "swathed in linen and uncoffined."  Unfortunately the book does not say why this happened when they had a perfectly good church in Boltby.



Kneeling ram at Boltby

The Pony Trek business used to be a pub, The Johnson Arms

Holy Trinity Church

Looking towards the altar

Organ at the rear of the church

Altar window

Interesting side window

Leaving the church we continued through the village to the steep climb back to our car, pausing briefly to celebrate spotting a 'new' weather vane.  The villagers of North Yorkshire appear to have a custom of mounting individually designed weather vanes on their houses and I am amassing a nice collection of photographs!


Weather vane in Boltby