A view of Roseberry Topping that will be familiar to anyone enduring the A173. A fleeting moment of brightness in an otherwise wet and windy day spent planting trees in Bransdale.
Of mild interest here is the embankment, now smothered in yellow-flowering gorse and lined with skeletal silver birch trees. This was once a curving railway branch, leading to the transhipment siding where ironstone, hauled down the tramway incline from Roseberry Ironstone Mine, was loaded onto standard gauge railway wagons. A reminder that even industry eventually gives way to nature.
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