Month: November 2023
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An hour off high tide at Saltburn
An hour or so off high tide at Saltburn, mind you, I’m talking about ‘Old‘ Saltburn here, not the newer ‘by-the-Sea‘ town that sprouted up when the Stockton and Darlington Railway Company arrived, and Henry Pease put up his Zetland Hotel, along with rows of fancy houses, shops, and detached villas all with their distinctive…
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Smouts and Smeuses — A Cleveland Lexicon
Odd features of the landscape have always captivated my interest, though more often than not they tend to slip my mind upon returning home, overshadowed by more pressing matters. One of these curiosities is this kink in the dry-stone wall below Easby Moor. It’s almost as if two builders constructing the wall from opposite ends…
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The Green Bag Rebellion: Guisborough’s 1820 Guy Fawkes Night
This morning’s images of politicians’ effigies being paraded and set ablaze in Lewes reminded me of a tale from 1820 in Guisborough. After Guy Fawkes’s infamous plot in 1605, the King and his government had started a public day of thanks by an Act of Parliament (which wasn’t repealed until 1859) and was taken up…
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An Overcast Day on Ainthorpe Rigg — A Dark Chapter in American History — Can Horrific Reprisals ever be Justified?
On a dreary day, I trudged over the wet moorland across Ainthorpe Rigg, under a dull and overcast sky. Reaching the edge, I found myself looking down at Little Fryup Dale, with Crossley Side sprawled below me. In the history of events that happened on this day, this morning, I had come across a chilling…
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Little Raisdale — A modest dale with a forgotten settlement and chapel
In the upper reaches of Raisdale, an eastern prong stretches out to the edge of the Cleveland Hills between Cold Moor and Cringle Moor. Right of centre in the photo stands Hall Garth Farm, a name which suggests a once grand manor-house, standing proudly on the land. To its left, there used to be a…
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Late afternoon on Cliff Rigg
A morning spent volunteering alongside the National Trust, cutting sycamore saplings in Cliff Rigg Wood. Not exactly a photogenic opportunity, but later the dog was insistent that we ascend the ridge to bask in the waning afternoon sun. There, the lighting nicely highlighted a strange remnant from a bygone industrial era, the rocky pinnacle once…
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A Pluviophile’s Paradise — Strolling by a Swollen River Leven
Earlier today, I was told, the renowned TV doctor, Dr Michael Mosley, graced the airwaves to sing praises about walking in the rain. In a routine I’ve adhered to my entire adult life, I can’t recall a day when I haven’t ventured out for my daily exercise, regardless of the weather. Evidently, rain confers a…
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Three Howes — Heritage in flames
I felt a deep sadness upon coming across this recent burning on a bowl barrow on Gisborough Moor. These bowl barrows are historical landmarks, and government regulations explicitly state that burning “must not … damage important monuments”. I suppose those responsible might argue that the burning was a “cool burn”, not reaching the peat underneath.…