Category: Moorsholm
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Stagnant Ponds No More
Moorsholm Docks do not often see me cycling past, which is a shame, since the place has a story worth telling more than once. These six sunken sandstone troughs sit along the High Street of a village that could not look more like a postcard if it tried. This time round, a collared dove stood…
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A Dog’s Grim Discovery: A Moorsholm Murder
It began, as many grim tales do, with a dog. One cold March morning in 1857, Joseph Green, a farmer in the quiet village of Moorsholm—tucked between Guisborough and Whitby—was startled when his dog returned home with a gruesome prize clamped in its jaws: the leg and foot of a child. The horror of the…
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Moorsholm Docks
Right on the High Street of this delightful little village that just missed out on the ironstone mining activities of the rest of East Cleveland, is a row of six sunken sandstone water troughs that have become known as the Moorsholm Docks. Probably dating from the 19th-century they are fed by piped water from a…