• Pirates, Sugar and Stone: The Carlton Bank Alum Works

    Pirates, Sugar and Stone: The Carlton Bank Alum Works

    Some industrial stories begin with a balance sheet. This one begins with a privateer’s cannon. The alum works at Carlton Bank, gorged out of the Cleveland Hills, has a history that stretches from the Caribbean to the Cleveland coast. It is, when you look closely, a rather splendid tale of sea dogs, sugar barons, and…

  • Egglestone Abbey— The Poorest House in England

    Egglestone Abbey— The Poorest House in England

    Just under two miles south-east of Barnard Castle, the remains of Egglestone Abbey stand above the south bank of the Tees. They are, not to put too fine a point on it, rather good. Egglestone was a Premonstratensian house, founded around 1195. The Premonstratensians — known as the White Canons — were ordained priests who…

  • Providence Smelting Mill – Lead, Sweat and and 200 Years of Silence

    Providence Smelting Mill – Lead, Sweat and and 200 Years of Silence

    The arch in this image above has stood on this windswept Yorkshire moor for over two hundred years. It is now the most eye-catching feature in this otherwise barren valley. Near Greenhow, west of Pateley Bridge in Nidderdale, the ground holds centuries of industrial history just beneath the surface. In 1840, Michael Colling, agent to…

  • The Prosperous Smelt Mill

    The Prosperous Smelt Mill

    These crumbling stone walls tell quite a story. Standing at the foot of a bracken-covered hillside near Pateley Bridge, the ruins of the Prosperous smelt mill look like something from a forgotten world. They are, rather fittingly, exactly that. Lead was probably first mined here by the Romans. The first written record dates from 1781.…

  • Roseberry’s Hedge: Ten Years in the Making

    Roseberry’s Hedge: Ten Years in the Making

    Ten years ago, I helped the National Trust plant 4,000 saplings along the north west boundary of Roseberry Topping, where it meets the fields known as Rye Banks. The North York Moors National Park Traditional Boundary Scheme footed the bill. Hawthorn made up the bulk of the planting, with blackthorn, maple, hazel and dog rose…

  • Cool Burns and Warm Fictions

    Cool Burns and Warm Fictions

    Ah, that warm, pungent smell of a recent so-called “cool burn”. Now, I do not know whether these moorland burns truly reduce the fuel load and help prevent catastrophic wildfires as it is claimed. I will heed the scientists and the fire brigade experts, but I am immediately sceptical of lobby groups pushing a single…

  • The Smell of Progress

    The Smell of Progress

    A lone tractor crawls below Roseberry Topping, spreading muck across an upland field. The scent hits you before the sight does. This, believe it or not, is what civilisation smells like. That machine is just the latest chapter in a very old and very smelly story. Centuries of farmers knew something we have mostly forgotten:…

  • From Gold Chains To Pink Fur: Our Great Squirrel Blunder

    From Gold Chains To Pink Fur: Our Great Squirrel Blunder

    Humans have an impressive ability to create a total dog’s breakfast of the natural world. We take a creature from the other side of the ocean and decide it would look nice in a park. Now we spend millions of pounds every year trying to fix the mess. Whilst keeping our native red squirrels as…

  • Not Guilty: The Carlton Bank Case, 1972

    Not Guilty: The Carlton Bank Case, 1972

    Carlton Bank. Even on a dreich day there was a surprising number of folk around. Yet, in May 1972, it was the scene of one of the more extraordinary legal cases the North Riding has ever seen. A potato merchant named Kenneth Saddington drove five miles up to these moors one Saturday night with a…

  • Dale Head—Fire, Rumour and a Long Silence

    Dale Head—Fire, Rumour and a Long Silence

    Ryedale demanded a break. The old Stephen Thwaite farmstead has an irresistible collection of “stoups” and “hemmells” worth ten minutes of any cyclist’s time. Then the sun did what the sun does when it wants to make a point. It threw a spotlight clean across Wheat Beck and landed it squarely on Dale Head House.…

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