The Pendle Sculpture Trail is a series of sculptures near the village of Barley, in Pendle. I’m bad at opening posts so I thought I’d start this one with a redundant statement. I haven’t done a map like I did with the last walking post, because I had a little bit of difficulty with it. I will probably do them again in future though.
Anyway, this walk was longer than I had anticipated. It’s not long, but the actual trail is a bit out of Barley and it’s a decent walk to get there. And there’s lots of great views along the way, so it would be a really nice walk even without the sculpture trail.
Barley is also the standard starting point for climbing Pendle Hill – not the shorter route I’ve written about – so there’s a good sized carpark. That’s a good starting point.
A path leads you out of the carpark, through a field and along the beck, and deposits you in the middle of the village. Then you continue along the main road until you’re at the edge of the village. The road bends to the left, and at the bend another road comes off and you go up this other road. You stick to this road, which takes you right out of the village.
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This post is about a walk around Langcliffe, a little village in the Yorkshire Dales. As you can see, I have attempted to draw out the route on a map – or two, in fact. I don’t know if I’ve got it exactly right, but the general gist is there. And I used the satellite image rather than an actual map because I personally find them easier to work with, and this is my personal blog. I don’t know if it’s actually helpful.
But this isn’t a proper walking blog. If you do feel like doing any of the walks I describe you should definitely check the route with a better source first.
So, you start in the village car park, which is always a handy place to start a walk. Leading out is a little lane going out of the village. You walk some way along there, before climbing over a stile on the left-hand side into a field. Then it’s across the fields, continuing in the same general direction, until the path turns into more of a track, which goes through a gate. Langcliffe is on the railway – though it doesn’t have a station – and by this point you’ve been running parallel with the line for a while, but now is when you really end up next to it.
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I’m kind of surprised that I don’t seem to have a post on Foulridge Reservoir, but given I recently walked around it I will remedy that. Although it’s not a very long post because it’s a very simple walk.
Foulridge is a village in east Lancashire, and is actually home to multiple reservoirs, but I’m referring to Foulridge Lower Reservoir, which is the largest and is the one which feeds into the canal, and the others are to feed into this one. It’s also called Lake Burwain, but I’ve never actually heard anyone call it that.
Anyway. On this occasion we did the walk differently to usual. Normally we’d walk down Langroyd Road, where a path breaks off that leads down to the reservoir, walk round the reservoir to the sailing club, then either continue on around the other side or go back into Foulridge proper along the road. This time we started at the sailing club. You can park on Reedymoor Lane and walk up to the reservoir from there.
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Arnside Knott is a small hill in, as the name suggests, Arnside. While in Arnside, I climbed this small hill.
There are multiple ways up the Knott. I now know two, but I saw so many random paths up there, and I’ve no idea which ones join up, which ones come down where. I’ll just do my best to describe the routes we took. I would not advise trying to take direction from my descriptions of walks.
So we walked along Red Hills Road, which, according to Google Maps, turns into New Barnes Road at some point. It’s at the apparent point where the name changes that Knott Lane comes off, and, as the name implies, this is the way to the Knott.
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Beamsley Beacon is a hill in North Yorkshire, by the village of Beamsley. Apparently it’s also called Howber Hill, but Beamsley Beacon is the name I’ve always known it by.
The shortest way to walk it is to park in the parking area just at the bottom of the hill. You can start from further away, and I believe I have in the past, but not for some time. So this is starting from the parking area.
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Embsay Crag is a hill in North Yorkshire. It’s not a big hill, and it doesn’t have a trig point or a summit cairn, but it’s a nice climb and there’s good views from the top. It’s part of Barden Moor, which is part of the Bolton Abbey Estate. The estate stretches pretty far beyond the sort of main, central bit. I think Embsay Crag and Reservoir are towards the edge of it, I’m not entirely sure where exactly the borders are.
Anyway. Barden Moor is used for grouse hunting, and walking is restricted during the grouse hunting season. I’m not sure if the entire moor is closed off, but it’s something to be careful about. Oh, and there’s some bits of it you’re not allowed to take dogs on. Basically, it’s privately owned land, so it can be subject to restrictions, so if you’re planning to go walking there it’s a good idea to check if you’re OK to first.
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Brimham Rocks must be one of the most remarkable places in the UK. I don’t say that lightly. For the most part, the places I go walking are very pretty, but pretty is about it. Some places get more impressive if you research them, but stuff that makes you go “Wow” on first sight is rare – definitely not unheard of, but it is a treat to stumble upon these places.
Brimham Rocks is very much a wow place. It is a patch on Brimham Moor which is covered in big rock formations. The rocks are formed from millstone grit, and you can see rocks like them in various parts of the British Isles, but not loads of them packed into one patch like here. Basically, if you saw one of these rocks just stood on its own somewhere, you’d be impressed, but instead you’re bombarded with them. It’s pretty awesome.
It’s also a lot lusher than you’d expect such a rocky area to be. It’s as green as anywhere else around here, and there’s lots of trees. The place would be amazing whatever, but all the green adds a level of prettiness that just makes it that bit more special.
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