Category: North York Moors

  • Riverside path in Kildale blocked

    Riverside path in Kildale blocked

    A funny old day. I’m incandescent with happenings in London, I’ve found myself agreeing with Piers Morgan, Tory MPs, The Daily Mail and several bishops. I meet with a dozen or so motorcyclists on a Public Bridleway but forgot to press the record button on my phone. And, to cap it all, I now find…

  • The Cop Loaf

    The Cop Loaf

    I knew I had posted a photo of this stone before but I hadn’t realised today’s was from almost the same viewpoint. Ah well. A different season though, the depths of winter, January 2018. But in spite of the greater tree canopy, clear-felling to the south has allowed in a lot more light. I forgot…

  • Contrasting farms in Raisdale

    Contrasting farms in Raisdale

    Ventured further afield than ever in the past nine weeks and came across this sheltered dale still clothed in bluebells. This lovely beck has no name although the dale is mapped as Raisdale, as is its sibling dale, which is actually drained by Raisdale Beck. Must be confusing for the postman. I passed through two…

  • A pair of hares

    A pair of hares

    Can you say a brace of hares? What is the collective noun for a group of hares? So many to choose from: a band, a down, a drove, a flick, a herd, a husk. I don’t like herd, but do two count as a group anyway? I haven’t the patience for nature photography so when…

  • Kildale Church

    Kildale Church

    Recent forestry work on Coate Moor has opened up new vistas including this view of Kildale Church. Officially, the Church of Saints Gregory and Cuthbert although St. Gregory is often left off with the church just being referred to as St. Cuthbert’s, a name which was actually used in older documents. There is some speculation…

  • On Cliff Rigg

    On Cliff Rigg

    An end of the afternoon dog walk up Cliff Rigg, part of the Cleveland Dyke, an igneous intrusion formed 56 million years ago that withstood the forces of the glaciers. In the distance is Capt. Cook’s Monument on Easby Moor, and the Cleveland Hills, but the air is filled with the coconut scent of the…

  • Roseberry

    Roseberry

    It looks like the ending of this lockdown is going to be as mismanaged as its introduction, exacerbated by certain sections of the media. Judging by their front page, The Daily Mail now seems to be intent on generating animosity for teachers by suggesting they are cowards if they don’t risk their health. We currently…

  • Hasty Bank

    Hasty Bank

    It’s been at least 9 weeks since I last ran along the narrow path that contours around the back of White Hill, the south-facing bank at the head of Bilsdale. Clay Bank car park was fairly busy, I’ve seen it more so. But I hardly saw a soul on the hill. It’s good to be…

  • The bluebell meadows, Newton Woods

    The bluebell meadows, Newton Woods

    With the lockdown eased I don’t feel so guilty about posting photos taken on my daily exercise. I have deliberately avoided doing so. Roseberry is still there, and the bluebells are out, intoxicating the woodland floor with a violety-blue wash but, in the upper meadow at least, they are perhaps past their prime. Bluebells flower…

  • Simon Howe on Goathland Moor

    Simon Howe on Goathland Moor

    It was on this day, 29th April 1770, that Great Ayton’s famous son, Captain James Cook landed at Botany Bay in Australia and “with the Consent of the Natives” claimed the whole continent “in the Name of the King of Great Britain“. Now whether Cook actually discussed the matter with the aboriginals is a moot…