Soon we had gathered a following, maybe fans of the
website?
Maybe just posers?
Even though Goldsborough lies ahead the route turns down
to the left.
The dogs have a following. Even after just seven weeks
Bailey is finding sheep boring now, just as well.
Before crossing How Beck you pass this neat round sheep
fold.
and after a short climb you reach the egde of the Battle
Hill firing range. The route now turns away from the gate across the open
moor.
Crossing the moor, boggy in places.
Before long we joined and headed west on the faint path
that is the Bowes Loop of the Pennine Way in the direction of
Goldsborough.
Goldsborough "Overhangs in the rocks provide
excellent shelter." AW Pennine Way Companion page 82
The dogs pose on some of the huge fallen boulders.
From Goldsborough summit. Almost Teesdale in a picture,
snow patches on the fells, remote farmhouses, expanse of water and Red
Grouse.
Open landscape to the west.
A quirky rock silhouette on Goldsborough, not unlike the
one Wainwright refers too on Haystacks.
Descending down to the north of Goldsborough we join the
quiet Baldersdale road. Shacklesborough is the mound in the distance.
Sortly we turn right down the track to East Friar farm.
East Friar sheds.
Passing a derelict barn.
Hury Reservoir.
Our route will take us down and over the dam via the
bridge.
The bubbling waters of Hury, actually water entering the
reservoir from the higher Blackton reservoir.
More sheep training for Bailey. he's definetely
out-numbered.
On passing Low New Houses we cross this bridge to follow
the lane up to the dale road.
On reaching the road there is a fine view back over our
route.
The old Wesleyan Chapel where we turn of the road to
follow a track down to the shore of the reservoir.
Follow the path round the lake.
Sparkling waters.
Other people out enjoying the day.
Hury Dam, the car park where we started is just on the
far side.
To our left is the former In , The Strathmore Arms.
The reach of Hury through to Shackleborough.
The run-off channel and the outline of Goldsborough.
From here we returned to the car and headed home.
On our way I couldn't help but stop off and get this
photograph of the floor of this wood covered with snowdrops.
