Out & About …

… on the North York Moors, or wherever I happen to be.

Category: Ireby

  • Trusmadoor

    Trusmadoor

    Looking down on that distinct cleft of Trusmadoor in the Great Cockup/Meal fell ridge. Wainwright wrote of it: Nobody ever sung the praises of Trusmadoor, and it’s time someone did. This lonely passage between the hills, an obvious and easy way for man and beast and beloved by wheeling buzzards and hawks, has a strange…