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Which you and I will find.."

Friday 8 September 2017




Castleton to Danby Head and the Seated Man


Please note - The Seated Man was moved to Yorkshire Sculpture Park on 17th April 2019
Even so this walk through Eskdale has much to recommend it.

8 miles                         Fine and sunny



Today we went 'off piste' and didn't do a Tom Scott Burns walk. We decided instead to walk to see the new 'Seated Man' statue that overlooks Westerdale, following a route along the Esk Valley Walk suggested by a fellow walker. Thanks Colin!

We drove to Castleton and parked on the outskirts of the village at a free car park on the Westerdale road, see map below.



Today's route follows the Esk Valley Walk to Danby Head


Castleton from our car park

Leaving the car we walked back towards Castleton and as we reached the first houses turned right at a wooden sign with the Fish emblem of the Esk Valley Walk.  Our path followed a farm track to reach and pass by Didderhowe Farm into fields.


The fish symbol of The Esk Valley Walk

Approaching Didderhowe Farm


No confusing the Esk Valley way-marks with others!


We now followed a lightly worn track through green pastures until we met and crossed a lane into a tarmac farm track leading to West Cliff Farm.  Our directions were clearly indicated at all times by the Esk Valley Walk way-marks.


Our track across the field with Danby Dale beyond


We follow the Blakey sign


West Green Farm

Fine ram at West Green Farm

Traps left to dry in the sun

The tarmac lane continued to West Cliff Farm and then Blackmires Farm, both well ordered, tidy farms, pausing at the latter to watch a pea-hen and its chicks before continuing through the field paths of Danby Botton.



Useful boardwalk over boggy field

West Cliff Farm

Blackmires Farm

Peacock weather-vane

Pea hen and chicks 


Blackmires Farm

More peacocks in the fields nearby

We enjoyed our path through Danby Dale on the Esk Valley Walk with fine views in all directions.  We passed Stormy Hall, where Clive fed an apple to a friendly pig, and another half mile brought us to the charmingly named Honey Bee Nest Farm.  Here our path passed through the farmyard before turning sharp right to climb steeply uphill.  We had arrived at Danby Head and as we reached a stone wall we decided its shelter would be an ideal spot to enjoy our coffee and scones.


Danby Dale

Pigs run free..

Pigs in clover

Clive makes a friend

Honey Bee Nest Farm

Through the gate and uphill..

.. before coffee and scones

Another climb brought us to a sharp left turn into bracken and we followed this path gently uphill, first through bracken and then heather, before eventually reaching the Castleton road.


Looking back at Honey Bee Nest Farm as we climb Danby Head

The path goes through bracken...

... and then heather

... before reaching the Castleton Road

We turned right onto the road and walked along the grassy verge for about a mile until we reached a left fork that we took into a minor road to Westerdale, picking up an indistinct but easy path to the right after about 100 yards.  This climbed slowly along Castleton Rigg, then at the top of Brown Hill we followed a more distinct path to the left, where we could already see the broad back of the Seated Man dominating the horizon.


Turn left into the Westerdale road

Before following an indistinct path up Castleton Rigg

We reach the Seated Man

We soon reached the statue and although we had approached it with mixed feelings it was hard not to be impressed, both by its stature and attention to detail.   A couple of ladies had walked up from the road to see it and we asked them what they thought. They said he definitely looked like Jeremy Corbyn but they liked it.


Jeremy?



We walked round it and tapped it, it is bronze and beautifully painted.  Google tells me that the statue is about 3 metres high and was made by the artist Sean Henry after being commissioned by the Davis Ross Foundation.  We were told later while chatting in the Eskdale Arms that the statue actually looks down onto Mr Ross's land and will remain there for five years.



I will be in...


Amazing detail, the hands are so realistic




The view into Westerdale from the Seated Man
The path from the Seated Man to the Castleton road was well worn and made easy walking.  On rejoining the tarmac we followed the grass verge until joining a green lane which ran parallel to the road, only rejoining it as we reached our car park.

A short drive into Castleton took us to the Eskdale Hotel where we sat in the garden and enjoyed a pint.  Here the landlady told us that the general view in the village was that the statue was a good thing and it had certainly increased her trade, especially over the summer holidays.


A green lane towards Castleton

Two seated men say "To the Seated Man!"

The Seated Man can't really be seen from the road, you have to walk up to the top of Castleton Rigg to see it and our view is that anything that gets people out of their cars and walking must be a good thing.

This walk is well worth doing as it combines the beauty of Danby Dale with the harsher moor of Castleton Rigg.  I would be happy to send our GPS track on request, for the Seated Man or any other walk on this blog.









Friday 25 August 2017



The Rosedale Railway and Botton Head from Ingleby Greenhow

 

 8.5 miles                                Mainly fine and cool



Tom Scott Burns notes in his Walker's Guide to the Cleveland Hills, that the name Ingleby has been written in various ways over the years including Angleby, Engelbi, Yngleby and Yngylby. During the reign of William II (1087-1100) Guy de Baliol was granted the barony of Ingleby and it remained in his family until the 13th century.

We parked in Ingleby Greenhow in the overflow car park for the Dudley Arms and walked back to the main road, in the direction of Kildale.  Our route left the road alongside a newly built house and we followed an overgrown path onto meadows.  


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




Turn off road between houses...

... into track between houses

... leading to fields


Apart from the moorland trails our paths today were little walked and overgrown in most places. We crossed a field with sheep, adjacent to Ingleby Manor and then several meadows, to arrive at Bank Foot Farm situated under Turkey Nab, which is probably derived from the old personal name Thorlkil.  Tom Scott Burns says in his Walker's Guide that in 1729 William Parkin was hung from gallows mounted on Turkey Nab for murdering his brother-in-law at Great Broughton.


Ingleby Manor


Arriving at Bank Top Farm

 
We joined the bed of the old railway track at Bank Foot and turned right to walk towards the incline bottom. After a couple of miles we passed by some old railway cottages and reached the stiff gradient of the old incline railway.  


Old railway track from Bank Foot

Old railway cottages

I spot a 'new' blacksmith weather vane but can't get a clear shot!

Bear left for the Incline


Tom Scott Burns tells us that the old railway was completed in 1861 and leads to the foot of the incline bank where the trains were loaded with ironstone.  The incline reaches a maximum gradient of 1 in 5 and a brake drum house was situated at the top.  Three empty wagons were hauled by steel ropes as three loaded wagons descended, an operation which took 3 minutes at a speed of 20mph, regulated by the drum house.    


Mine workings from the Incline

Gate near the top of the Incline

The graffiti is between the gate and the top on the left as you climb

Looking back down the Incline

Our passing is noted


We climbed steadily and passed by some old graffiti of a man wearing a stovepipe hat with a bird in front of his face.  TSB suggests that this is a satirical caricature carved by a railway navvy in a moment of inactivity.  



Old drum house ruins
Greenhow Moor

Well situated bench

Ideal for a coffee stop

Our view from the bench

Reaching the top we looked at the remains of the drum house and then continued along the old railway line until we came to a bench looking down into Greenhow Botton.  This seemed an ideal spot for coffee and scones, and so it was.


Resuming, we turned right off the old railway, which officially closed on 13th June 1929 and now makes a nice 11 mile path to Farndale, Westerdale and Rosedale and joined a trail to Cockayne Head and Botton Head, which is also part of the Cleveland Way.  As we walked this trail we came to two old boundary posts, the first known as The Face Stone is mentioned in a 1642 document for the Helmsley Estate, and the second showing a carved hand near to Round Hill dates from 1711.  Near the Hand Stone is the trig point at Botton Howe which is located on a Bronze Age burial mound at 1490 feet, the highest point on the North York Moors.





Face stone



Old trig point

Hand stone

New advice board

We walked back to the wide path and continued walking across Urra Moor, which according to TSB derives from the Old English 'horh' meaning 'filth'!   

We noticed a partridge walking slowly towards us along the path. It seemed unhurt although short in the tail feather department, and after eyeing us beadily continued along its way.

Seemingly unafraid



We heard a quad bike behind us and it stopped alongside, the driver obviously wanting a chat.  He told us he was looking for sheep that had dodged shearing and had a pen of 17 further along, where he was now going.  He showed us his electric shears and his hand shears which he had in a case on the front of the quad.  In answer to our questions he pointed out the boundaries of his land (he was a Bransdale man) and the area covered by the neighbouring shepherd, ( a Baysdale man) but said they crossed each other's land all the time as the sheep knew no boundaries.

We admired his dogs and he told us that the one standing in front of the quad was 5 years old and bought from Ripon, its sire being worth a thousand guineas, and that he had bred the other, which was now 9 years old.



Looking towards Clay Bank

Well met, the shepherd stops for a chat


Looking across at our walk up! 

Eventually we came to a signpost and an indistinct path right that we followed to quickly drop off the moor down Jackson's Bank and into Greenhow Plantation. 


Turn right to Jackson's Bank

Descending Jackson's Bank

Forestry work going on today


We reached the lane down Greenhow Bottoms and over to the right we could see the incline railway while ahead of us Roseberry Topping appeared in the distance.  A mile or so further on the tarmac lane and we reached Low Farm where we stopped to feed an apple to a horse.

Texel Ram



We turned right, following a footpath sign into Low Farm where we admired their 'ancient' stone circle and appropriate weather vane.

'Ancient' stone circle at Low Farm

Weather vane at Low Farm

Our path turned left before the farm buildings into fields which we crossed, one after another, on an unseen right of way, aiming for the yellow right of way signs at the field boundaries.

After a mile of field walking our path veered right into bushes and descended on a slippery paved trod to reach the bridge over Ingleby Beck, and next to the bridge, the old church of St Andrews. 


No apparent path but yellow way marks on fences

Descending old trod to Ingleby Beck

Over the bridge..

.. to St Andrew's Church

The church was unlocked so we entered and had a look around.  The original church was granted to the Bishops of Whitby in 1143 by Adam de Ingleby and still retains traces of Norman work, we liked a nice pig effigy on one pillar.  Apparently the church was rebuilt at the parishioners' expense in 1741.


St Andrew's Church

Altar window

Looking to the rear of the church

There are two recumbent effigies, one of
   a knight  (probably C15)...

.... and the other, a priest (Willimus Wrelton, incumbent c.1300)


Original Norman carvings.. a caricature?

.. a dog?

.. a boar or pig
.. a dragon or serpent?
St Andrew's Church, Ingleby Greenhow



We both agree that this walk of TSB's is very enjoyable, with a bit of everything; hills, moors, farms and woods and deserves to be walked more frequently to prevent many of the paths falling into disuse.