"There must be dales in Paradise
Which you and I will find.."

Friday, 3 February 2017


Wass to Cockerdale and Byland Abbey


7 miles                   Dull and windy




We approached Wass from the A19 Thirsk turn off and found the village hall car park full so parked at the side of the road in front of the Church of St Thomas.


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

The Church of St Thomas

Inside facing the altar
The church was unlocked so we entered and found it to be clean, tidy with a capacity of about 40.  Tom Scott Burns doesn't mention the building but it was once the village school and appears to have been built using stone from nearby Byland Abbey.

TSB does tell us, however, that Wass comes from the Middle English wathes, or fords, the village having two such crossings.

We walked back down to the crossroads and turned right at the pub. In 2015 when we last walked here this pub was the Wombwell Arms but we noticed it has been renamed the Stapylton Arms.  

The Stapylton Arms

Cottage garden, Wass

We walked away from the pub along a road that soon lost its tarmac and became little more than a track. We passed a sign to Cam Farm and Observatory, the only sign for the observatory that we noticed, then passed through woods with Blind Side Gill to the right and Abbey Bank Noddle to the left.  This was a steady climb which suddenly got steeper as we followed our path off the track to the ridge of Snever Scar.





A steady climb

Up to Snever Scar

TSB praises the surprise view of the Vale of York from Snever Scar but that has long since been spoiled by quick growing saplings. The path leads along the ridge and then descends until it reaches a track that makes its way left uphill, just before reaching a gate. There is no sign here but we remembered that we needed to take this track on the left in order to see the observatory and once more we made our way to the top of Snever Scar, where the stone folly known as The Observatory came into view.  



Turn left at this gate to visit the observatory, no sign here!


Muddy paths through Snever Wood

We reach the 'observatory'

Clive reads the inscription

"Here hills and waving groves a scene display, And part admit and part exclude the day, See rich industry smiling on the plains, And peace and plenty yell VICTORIA reigns!, Happy the MAN who to these shades retires, Whom nature charms and whom the muse inspires, Who wandering thoughtful in this silent wood, Attends the duties of the wise and good, To observe a mean, be to himself a friend, To follow NATURE and regard his end"

John Wormald in the first year of the reign of Queen Victoria, caused this observatory to be built
We would have like to climb the folly to take in the view but as the door was firmly locked this was not to be, so we retraced our steps through the wood to the gate where we turned left into fields.

According to TSB these fields were the scene of the Battle of Bylands in 1322, when King Edward II was defeated by Sir Robert de Brus of Scotland.  The king only escaped by 'the very pity of Christ' leaving behind in his flight the royal treasure and the crown jewels.

Our path led us to Cam Farm where we had to keep a lookout for way markers, before reaching Cockerdale Wood.  As we passed through the wood we went left from the forest track on to a small path that descends steeply through the wood perimeter, where we saw Cockerdale Farm standing in the centre of a large meadow.  All these paths were very muddy and slippery. The water table of the meadow, like all the others we crossed today, appeared to have reached maximum and we sank inches deep into the grass as we walked.
Crossing the ancient battlefield

Cam Farm

Cam House

"I'm so glad I cleaned my boots before we came out!"

Heavy going


After Cam House we passed through a gate into Cockerdale wood where we descended through the trees, eventually passing Cockerdale Farm.

Descending through Cockerdale Woods

Attractive Cockerdale Farm



Mount Snever Observatory on the horizon

Passing the farm we reached a track at Mode Hill and here we turned right to climb sharply to the little chapel at Scotch Corner.  TSB tells how this was built by the sculptor John Bunting,with stone from an old farmhouse and is dedicated to three pupils killed in WWII.

Our plan was to sit here for our coffee and scones, but it was tricky to find a spot out of the wind, as trees that once secluded the chapel have recently been felled.  Eventually we settled on a spot and had to admit, even though draughty, the tree felling allowed us a splendid view over the Vale of York.



Sharp climb to the chapel

Who's that lurking on the hill?!

This wasn't here last time, perhaps it's from inside the chapel?


It would be good to see the stained glass windows from the inside


John Joseph Bunting sculptor and artist of Ryedale built this chapel 1957 + died 19 November 2002 aged 75

View from our coffee stop

We retraced our steps down Mode Hill and saw some Exmoor ponies in a field below us, looking quite happy, despite being out in the winter wind.




Exmoor Ponies in North Yorkshire

The lane led us down to the village of Oldstead where we turned left to walk towards imposing Oldstead Hall, where we paused to feed apples to a donkey who trotted over to beg from us.



Weather vane at Oldstead

Oldstead Hall

Don't pass me by...

Clive digs out an apple to share

Got any sweets in that pocket?

Bear right at the footpath sign

We walked through wet fields and then turned right, then left on the tarmac of the Oldstead to Byland Road to walk through fields once more and passing by Oldstead Grange Farm and then Cam Heads Farm.



This bench is protected but only from very short necked beasts!

Heavy going made for slow walking

Oldstead Grange

We now crossed a series of linking field tracks to reach the ruins of Byland Abbey.  It is still apparent what an imposing building this must have been in its day.

TSB tells us that the church, in itself 330 feet long, was fringed by chapels and columns, only traces of which remain. When the Abbey was dismantled in 1540 after the suppression on the monasteries by Henry VIII it housed 25 monks as well as the Abbot.  An interesting webpage about the monastery, showing a reconstruction of how it looked in its heyday, is here.


Byland Abbey appears across the fields





We followed the road through the village and then turned off at Abbey House where we crossed fields and meadowland to reach our car parked at Wass.

A quick change out of our muddy boots and we were in the Stapylton Arms.  We forgot to ask why the name had been changed although we did find that there had been a change of owner, to whom we chatted over a fine pint of Helmsley Brewery's Howardian Ale.



Old railway sign at house in Byland

Weather-vane at Byland

Weather vane at Abbey House

Abbey House, Old Byland

The end of the walk



We agreed that this walk has a lot going for it, the observatory at Mount Snevner, the pretty valley of Cockerdale, the quiet chapel at Scotch Corner and the ruins of Byland Abbey, enough variety to satisfy any walker!

Friday, 13 January 2017



Boltby to Gormire Lake and Whitestone Cliff

7 miles                  Cold and dry

 


A very cold day following a couple of windy days meant the going would be good underfoot today.
We approached Boltby from the A19 Knayton turn off and parked at a small designated car park at the end of the village.

Last time we parked here we admired an old elm tree with a tree house and I threatened to climb it on our next visit.  This was not to be as it has been blown over and was lying forlornly in the field next to the car park.  On the credit side this did mean we now had an unobstructed view over to Boltby Scar.



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

Old elm tree in January 2016


The elm tree today

We walked back down the road towards Boltby where we took the first left into a lane.  Tom Scott Burns explains that Boltby is of great antiquity and is mentioned in the Domesday Book as the property of Hugh, son of Baldric.


Approaching the left turn at Boltby

The Old School House, Boltby

New (to us) weather vane at Boltby

Labradors live at this house in Boltby
 
Our lane petered out and we passed through a gate to follow a faint track over the shoulder of Little Moor where we looked down on Greendale Farm.




Our lane peters out at a ford

Climbing Little Moor


Follow the bridleway to Tang Hall

Greendale Farm

We  dropped down to Greendale Farm and continued around the side of a hill to reach Tang Hall farm where we turned left just before the buildings.



Circumnavigating Greendale Farm



King of the Hill at Greendale Farm

Approaching Tang Hall

Tang Hall Farm, turn left at the fence


We were now walking on the old coach road across Huggon Howl to Southwoods Hall, although it is now just a grassy path.

Reaching the gates of Southwooods Hall we turned onto a forest track into South Woods, which we followed to reach Southwoods Lodge.


Through the gate to Huggon Howl

First view of Southwoods Hall

The green coach road runs to the right of the hedge

Southwoods Lodge
On reaching the lodge we followed the track straight ahead through Garbutt Wood to reach Gormire Lake where we sat to enjoy our coffee and scones, watching gliders and their tow planes busy in the sky above us.

Through Garbutt Wood

Swans near the far bank of Gormire Lake

A good spot for a picnic

Tow plane and glider from nearby Sutton Bank

There are two terraces around Gormire and TSB explains that these were once shorelines when the lake was much deeper.  Its is often described as bottomless but is actually about 27 feet deep in the centre and covers about twenty six acres.  Tradition has it that a town stood here which was destroyed in an earthquake, but the lake is actually the result of a glacial overflow channel being blocked by a landslip, hence its position up a hillside.  No streams flow from it and its waters are mainly supplied by rain and diminish with evaporation.  A major landslip happened here on the 25th March 1755 which was described by Rev John Wesley as 'like many cannons or rolling thunder'.

Leaving the lake we climbed straight up through Garbutt Wood to reach Sutton Brow.  This is a steep half mile diagonally up the side of the bank and we were much warmer by the time we reached the top.  

From here we had a fine view back to Gormire Lake and to the left over towards Roulston Scar.  After catching our breath we set off past Whitetone Cliff, still looking down at the lake from various vantage points.


A long climb to Sutton Brow...

... through Garbutt Wood

Gormire from Sutton Brow

Roulston Scar from Sutton Brow

Whitestone Cliff

Gormire from Whitestone Cliff

Clive enjoying the view from Whitestone Cliff

We now had a three mile walk along the ridge, passing the remains of several tumuli to our right with fine views over Boltby to our left.

Eventually we passed by the remains of an old hill fort and quarry and reached the derelict High Barn where we left the ridge, turning left to descend towards Boltby.

Tom Scott Burns explains that the fort originally had a D shaped rampart enclosing three acres.  Gold earrings from the early Bronze Age have been unearthed, along with pottery from an earlier culture, probably Neolithic.

As we followed the path down we heard the guns of a shoot somewhere below us but couldn't see exactly where.



Boltby from Boltby Scar

Following the ridge for three miles

Remains of hill fort and quarrying, High Barn in the distance


Looking back at hill fort and Boltby Scar

High Barn

We followed a sunken path or hollow lane and for a while could see the tops of the Pennines which were covered in snow.

Our path zig zagged down past Hesketh Grange Farm, over a couple of bridges and then steeply uphill, back towards Boltby and our car.

When we reached Boltby we saw the shoot's chuck wagon being drawn by a tractor, ready for the guns to have a warming drink.  Nearby was a quad vehicle carrying the 'bag', mainly pheasants it would seem.

There is no pub in Boltby so it was necessary to adjourn to The Queen Catherine in Osmotherley to properly discuss today's fine walk.


Starting to descend to Boltby


Leaving the main path near Hesketh Grange

Across a gated bridge

Then a wooden bridge

'The Bag'