Rosedale: September Walk
It’s not very often you hear a Yorkshire man break into hyperbole – most especially not Jeff nor his brother Brian, but both declared that Thursday to be “ a perfect day “ I think it was the weather . It was warm, with an unaccustomed bright, blue sky with the heather just turning off purple & the cereal crops still golden. Made you glad to be in Yorkshire or thereabouts.
We welcomed Ralph & Wendy back to the walking group after several years’ absence & so ten of us –including Joan as a special treat- strode out from Rosedale village. We marched up the steep slope to Bank Top – crossing an unperturbed golf course, considering the industrial heritage of this valley when 19th century ironstone working, glass making & the railway would have dominated the landscape. With long distance views over Rosedale and Hamer Moors we stepped out on top of the old railway embankment speculating that, at the height of heavy industry, people would have left here to go to Middlesbrough for a spot of country air. We came to a halt at Ana’s cross, a Christian cross superimposed on the site of a prehistoric Bronze Age burial ground or “howe” & sighted the Three Howes Tumuli on the horizon. Then, chatting too much “he who never falters” got lost. So, we meandered across Spaunton moor & downhill into Lastingham. This village predates the Doomsday book & is dominated by the beautiful church – with its 7th century, illuminated crypt. This is a tranquil place, a haven for many contemplatives.
We could – as you can see- have spent a long time meditating. Instead, we sallied back along the course of the river Seven until we came to a high rise pub above Rosedale We had walked 11 miles in total & earned our hops.