Category: Cleveland Hills

  • The sight of low cloud from Bilsdale pouring over the cols in the Cleveland Hills always leaves me with wonder

    The sight of low cloud from Bilsdale pouring over the cols in the Cleveland Hills always leaves me with wonder

    This is looking down on Green Bank, a flattish ring contour rise marking the head of Raisdale, and separating Cringle or Cranimoor from the steep slope up Carlton Bank. The col is nowadays more commonly known as the ‘Lordstones‘ on account of the country park. On the 22nd December 1892, the Daily Gazette for Middlesbrough…

  • A chilly view across Garfit Gap to Hasty Bank

    A chilly view across Garfit Gap to Hasty Bank

    Right of centre is Whingroves, a farm which appears to have evolved into industrial pheasant rearing. However, in 1896 it was  a typical mixed farm run by Isaac Garbutt, a surname that has been on the Bilsdale parish register since the 16th century. That year, Isaac’s wife Mary gave birth to a boy who was…

  • Recent deforestation of Thimberby bank has unveiled stunning vistas of the Vale of Mowbray

    Recent deforestation of Thimberby bank has unveiled stunning vistas of the Vale of Mowbray

    To the north, the honeypot village of Osmotherley, lies snuggly between the Hambleton Hills and the Cleveland Hills. The name, Osmotherley, is derived from ‘ley‘, a clearing, belonging to ‘Asmund’ or ‘Osmund’. Its title was recorded in the Domesday Book as ‘Asmundrelac’, before being transformed to ‘Osmundeslay’ and ‘Osmonderlay’. Yet, there is also a legendary…

  • Sunset from Cliff Rigg

    Sunset from Cliff Rigg

    A very wet run this morning over the Cleveland Hills. And after lunch, the sun came out. Blue skies. So I dragged the dog up to Cliff Rigg for the sunset. And she repaid me by thorough belching — I made that phrase up, inspired by the 18th-century expression of a ‘thorough-cough‘ which is coughing…

  • Nanny Newgill, the Broughton Witch — Part II

    Nanny Newgill, the Broughton Witch — Part II

    Back on the Cleveland Hills after a few days break. I was reminded crossing Urra Moor that I need to post the second part of Richard Blakeborough’s 1902 tale of Nanny Newgill, the Broughton Witch. For Part I see here. NANNY NEWGILL, THE BROUGHTON WITCH. SYNOPSIS OF PART I. Dinah Curry, a Broughton girl, marries…

  • Nanny Newgill, the Broughton Witch

    Nanny Newgill, the Broughton Witch

    On a drizzly Cold Moor this morning I was reminded of one of Richard Blakeborough’s tales about a witch who lived at Broughton. That’s Great Broughton on the Cleveland plain below, just left of centre. The peak of Roseberry Topping is on the skyline just right of centre. Blakeborough’s story appeared in the Northern Weekly…

  • A temperature inversion covered the lowlands around Stokesley this morning, inching up the steep banks of the Cleveland Hills

    A temperature inversion covered the lowlands around Stokesley this morning, inching up the steep banks of the Cleveland Hills

    The sheep munching away on the col between Cringle and Cold Moors are apathetically unaware of the creeping cloud. The distinctive red earth is a spoil heap from jet working that has been burnt to convert the soft, crumbly shale into a hard, flakey material for use in building up farm tracks. The burning seems…

  • Another magicial day

    Another magicial day

    The temperature inversion was not quite as dramatic as yesterday. But tomorrow is looking wet so best appreciate the day. The autumnal colours are particularly good this year with the fallowing of the oaks and beeches. Even the ubiquitous larch is looking splendid. I came across this old use of the word ‘fallow’ the other…

  • “Demolished Oil Rig”

    “Demolished Oil Rig”

    The North York Moors Historic Environment Record describes these concrete foundations at Arnsgill Head as a “Demolished Oil Rig”. I think it is more likely to be the remains of a 1944 test borehole — no doubt financed by the anticipation of the eventual commercial exploitation of any resources found. The geological survey is hard…

  • “Three Legs”

    “Three Legs”

    Prompted by the mention of Prod Howe a couple of days ago, I chose a revisit today. In the article referred to, a key rationalisation was the fact that Roseberry could be seen from it, and sure enough the hill was just peeping over the brow of the moor. I wouldn’t go as far as…