Monday 31st August 2026
There was no alterative to a long there and back for this section with the need to park a car at the far point for next time. I could reduce the return distance to some extent using quiet roads. I could also see the possibility of using the disused railway line at one point leading dirctly back to my starting point, but if that was not viable I would have to carry on to the A66 death trap and opt for suicidal walking back to The Bridge, or extend the walk by footpath and roads to enter Kirkby Thore by the back door and that is what happened, so until I was back home I hadn't plotted the exact distance. It turned out to be 9.4 miles, that is more than I have walked for a long time, but although a bit tired at the end I was by no means on my knees ( good job in view of their semi artificial construction.)
After pleassnt riverside paths there were less friendly sections through woods with rugged twisting paths eventually leading to the superb red sandstone, multi arch Ousenstand Bridge. A long stretch of tarmac followed which I could see vanishing to a pinpoint, all too far ahead.
At Crossrigg Hall I was back on decent footpaths with more pleasureable walking. An unusual Victorian post box was seen here of a design I have never seen before. My path only skirted the hall, but the Wikipedia details fascinating history of a string of wealthy owners with military and East India Company comnections amongst others and leading up to modern times where there seems to have been plans to develop this into a leisure complex. I noticed the extensive use of proud and sturdy decorative cast-iron railings around the estate. During WW2 iron railings were comprehensively "acquired" by the powers that be to boost weapons and aircraft production. I wondered if these were rare survivors in this out of the way backwater. Just imagine the "Powers" coming round today and taking your railings - it is amazing the lengths gone to and the inventiveness and improvisation in the desperation of our situation at that time and that should be remembered.
Further on a man on a quad bike stopped and remarked on me being a "lone walker." We chatted with interest for perhaps ten minutes on a range of subjects partly influenced by not much of a gap beteen our advanced years.
Arriving at Cliburn I decided to return by roads which turned out to be much busier than I had anticipated perhaps due to it being August bank holiday.
After having to contnue to the A66, the footpath across the road to Kirkby Thore was blocked by large security fencing plastered with warning notices, part of the on-going major realignment of the A66. Surprisingly I managed to open the gate and complete my walk to Kirkby Thore.
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You are putting me to shame there - I haven't done nine and a half miles this year. Hope the knees survived. I just stay at home on Bank Holidays.
ReplyDeleteThat area seems set apart from the rest of northern England. It has its own characteristics, and I suspect the residents look down their noses at the rest of us.
The fungus is probably a delicate Pleated Ink cap, for what it is worth.
I'm all for "opening ... the security gate", but you wouldn't get me anywhere near the A66.
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BC - yes, the Eden valley covers a huge area and as you say it is quite distinctive. I've only one more section now to the finish at Penrith then it's back to Skipton to fill in a few gaps at that end so soon goodbye to the A66.
ReplyDeleteThere doesn't seem much documentary evidence as to the bridge history which I find strange considering the structure of it. I did find out that it replaced a ford here and there is also a Geocache located on the sw wall.
ReplyDeleteA barrier blocking my path is as a red flag to a bull, although I sometimes return with my tail between my legs. 😂
ReplyDeleteAlan R - Glad you agree with my speculation at the elaborate nature of the bridge in that context. After finding over 300 geocaches I more or less resigned. It is not practical to include them in a longish walk that you have set some kind of a time limit on.
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Tony - The true spirit of adventure.