Bollihope Carrs NY 962 355 & Harnisha Hill - NY 970 323
Part of my campaign to visit all trig points on Ordnance Survey Sheet 91
I do enjoy walking with friends but one advantage when you go alone is flexibility.
These two hills were considered the evening before but I didn't finally decide to go until I awoke next morning. See what I mean about flexibility? And it continues.
Looking at these hills on the map two options had occurred:
1. Take the shortest there and back route for each one from the nearest road access point treating them as separate walks, driving in between.
2. Make a circular walk which would include several kilometres walking on the road, and would also need a decision for clockwise or anti-clockwise.
A seventy mile plus drive demanded a 7:00 am start. Arriving at the road starting point for Harnisha Hill I had still made no final decision. The obvious ascent followed a fence line directly to the summit and looked boring. I drove steeply downhill the three kilometres to the starting point for Bollihope. Only then I decided that I wouldn't be including that trudge in my walk!
I opted to ascend Bollihope first and decide which way to go when I got to that trig. BUT, during the ascent I realised how stupid I had been about the road section - it was illuminatingly obvious that the return route from Harnisha could be made in a direct line, downhill cross-country all the way and no boundary walls or fences.
From the map I could see that the traverse on a rising-contour* from Bollihope to Harnisha crossed a multitude of deeply cut stream beds with only a vague definition of a watershed which may have made for easier ground. The going was tough. The whole of this seven mile plus walk was pathless and varied from cropped grass to tussocky grass to heather, and the stream beds turned out to be deeply cut peat hags - I must have crossed twenty or so, often having to search up and down to find a viable crossing point.
That was all an interesting challenge and I took masochistic pleasure in negotiating this complicated terrain in as expedient a manner as possible. If I had had a companion I think I would have been worrying about their possible discomfort, and worse, displeasure, and maybe conflicting opinions for route finding. One exception would be my friend BC whose laughter and good humour would have increased in proportion to the depth and width of the peat hags.
If I mess up on my own there are only my thoughts to consider.
I was startled on a dozen or so occasions by explosive loud churking* grouse arising suddenly, often within a foot or so from my feet. Rabbits were scampering off at speed as I approached. Lapwings circled above, vociferous and casting their shadows around me on the ground. The sun was shining but a cool wind made for comfortable walking. At the car I had considered a light windproof shell, but switched to my Paramo jacket in view of the chill, and I was thankful later, not doffing it until after midday.
I spent a restful twenty minutes at the second trig with my flask of coffee and a sandwich looking at immense tracts of wild moorland extending many miles in every direction and no sign or sound of human presence. The cross country brainwave decision for my return route was still pathless but grassy sections linked heather and reed outcrops and it was just good to be there - that was the making of a satisfying circular walk when my initial ill-considered planning had suggested a dreary three kilometre plod on tarmac, and a good walk spoiled.
* obviously illogical, but I like it and I think it says what I mean
* a new word made up by me
|Sheep pens at Peg's House, an unusual enclosure, so marked on the map|
|Zoom to ridge of Bollihope Carrs. The pimple is a cairn - the trig is out of view to the rear - I've only learned on this trip that "curricks" marked on the OS map are a local name for cairns.|
|Another zoom to these boulders prominent on the ridge to the right of the summit on the previous photo, and the next: close-up when I got there|
|Bollihope Carrs trig, and below|
|Looking towards Harnisha Hill from Bollihope, My route lead off to the right to contour round the intervening bowl not apparent in the photo|
|Twenty minutes of rest, re-fueling, solitude and cloud-watching st Harnisha Hill|
|Blue line north to south to left is approximate route of my LEJOG that just happens to be on Memory Msp, and blue line to right is the eastern boundary of OS Sheet 91 - n.b. how close Harnisha Hill is to the edge.|