{"id":709,"date":"2011-07-10T20:45:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-10T20:45:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tonydyson.co.uk\/blog_majer\/?p=709"},"modified":"2011-07-10T20:45:00","modified_gmt":"2011-07-10T20:45:00","slug":"sunday-10th-july-ingleby-cross-to-broughton","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tonydyson.co.uk\/blog_majer\/?p=709","title":{"rendered":"Sunday 10th July Ingleby Cross to Broughton"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For the last two days we\u2019ve been having a laugh. We\u2019ve been strolling along , on holiday. Not today my fine friends. No. Its back to striding over the empty moors etc, as we join The Cleveland Way!!<\/p>\n<p>After breakfast we enjoy a lengthy send off, when it transpires that our hosts from last night once lived in the very street of the very town that Uncle Walt lived in. (Namely St. Ann\u2019s Drive, Coalpit Heath, Bristol). What are the odds eh.<\/p>\n<p>Full of the coincidences of life we start and continue in an upwards direction, as we scale the side of that mighty escarpment we have been walking towards for two days past. Churlishly we again spurn the chance to go to Osmotherly. When we get to the top of Arncliffe wood we are on The Cleveland Way. The sky is blue, the air fresh, and the views great. The path alternates between trees and brackeny moor land. Lines of hills proceed into the distance. Far away is Roseberry Topping, a hill which sounds like a desert.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image002_11.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image002\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image002\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image002_thumb_11.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>For a short distance after the village of Huthwaite Green we join a bridleway, replete with its own supply of multitudes of flies. Jesus they were annoying. More annoying to the encrusted horse which passed us, no doubt, but even so most unpleasant. <\/p>\n<p>The path plunged upwards at this point, at a ridiculous gradient. At least, by the time we panted our way out onto the paved path across Live Moor, the flies had given up. <\/p>\n<p>On the top was \u2018a local\u2019 gathering whinberries with a large plastic scoop. He seemed to be happy to chat, but by the time we were ready to move on someone else was coming up the track, and I guess his whinberrying would be set back again. (Or should it be winberries?) The hazards of gathering beside the Coast to Coast path!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image004_11.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image004\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image004\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image004_thumb_11.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The path continues to switchback, down then up over the next Moor. The next one is Carlton Moor. That\u2019s the one with the now defunct gliding club right up on the top. The planes have gone, but the buildings remain. Down in the valley the rain has set in, but so far up here we are dry.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image006_11.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image006\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image006\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image006_thumb_11.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>There is a trig point at the top of Carlton Moor from which, it is truly said, you can see the North Sea and Middlesborough (smoking chimneys thereof). You can also see that the charm keeping rain elsewhere is about to wear off. Don the waterproofs and man the lifeboats!!<\/p>\n<p>Down below there is reputed to be a caf\u00e9. The steep descent is therefore accomplished quickly, The Lordstones Caf\u00e9 located, and a cup of tea and a scone purchased, just before the skies again open into an apocalyptic downpour. We are sat next to a window outside of which a walker and his dog sit together, well, doggedly, getting soaked to the skin, but unable to forsake each other or come into the caf\u00e9, Health and Safety being what it is these days.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image008_11.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image008\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image008\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image008_thumb_11.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>By the time we have consumed our snack, the rain has stopped. Did that just really happen? Summer in Yorkshire.<\/p>\n<p>It is after this stop that the full beauties of The Cleveland Way become apparent. Not a footpath for taking the easy way, this one. If there\u2019s a large block of moor or rock, well, why not just go straight over it, they thought, those walk planners. We\u2019re not going ROUND anything. No. What people want is the chance to go steeply up, and then come even more steeply down. And then when we\u2019ve got them down, we are sure as eggs they\u2019ll want to go up again. The Cleveland Way. Planned by a sadist. That\u2019s what the sign should say.<\/p>\n<p>In the words of Ray\u2019s song, penned in homage,<\/p>\n<p>Oh The Cleveland Way, The Cleveland Way,<\/p>\n<p>Let\u2019s all hear it for the Cleveland Way (rpt)<\/p>\n<p>It goes up up up, <\/p>\n<p>It goes down, down, down<\/p>\n<p>It goes up and down, up and down \u2026<\/p>\n<p>You get the picture. The \u2018more adventurous of the party\u2019 enjoyed it.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image010_10.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image010\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image010\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image010_thumb_11.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Up over Cringle Moor.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image012_9.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image012\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image012\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image012_thumb_10.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Down Kirky Bank.<\/p>\n<p>And Up.<\/p>\n<p>And Down.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image014_7.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image014\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image014\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image014_thumb_8.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>(To the left here can be seen an undulating low level path. Not ours)<\/p>\n<p>And up.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image016_3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image016\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image016\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image016_thumb_4.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>And so on, until the final assault on the Wainstones.<\/p>\n<p>Ah the Wainstones. \u2026<\/p>\n<p>\u201dthe outcrops, (a favourite of Wainwright\u2019s), resembling cake decorations atop Hasty Bank.\u201d Is all THE BOOK has to say. <\/p>\n<p>Wainwright comments \u201cThis is an enjoyable section, a change from heather, and there is no difficulty in scrambling between the buttresses to the easy ground above. You will like the Wainstones.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Well, no offence, but this is SUPPOSED to be a walk. Not a flaming climb up over slippery rocks with little indication of the right route. No, Wainwright, I did NOT like The Wainstones. You can keep them. My patience with you was sorely tried at this point. <\/p>\n<p>Of course, Ray loved them, and would have stayed to play had he received some encouragement.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image018_2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image018\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image018\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image018_thumb_3.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image020.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image020\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image020\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image020_thumb_1.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>At this point the weather started to close in again, so we made our way along the plateau behind the stones, then steeply steeply down towards Clay Bank Top.<\/p>\n<p>By the time we got near the road it was pouring down, but we still had a way to go, as unlike others on the walk, Ray felt, and I\u2019m not saying that I disagree exactly, that calling the Wainstone\u2019s Hotel for a lift would be somehow WRONG. Even though its what everyone does.<\/p>\n<p>Therefore we had another 3\u00bd miles to go. But, hey, the rain stopped, and we were going down, and although we nearly got lost at one point, Ray saved us and we didn\u2019t. And we got to walk through the entire village of Broughton, past The Bay Horse (which for some reason I so wanted to be The Prancing Pony. Delerium had set in).<\/p>\n<p>The hotel was fine. It had a bath. Great Day.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image022.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image022\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image022\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image022_thumb_1.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"182\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image024.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px\" title=\"clip_image024\" border=\"0\" alt=\"clip_image024\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/clip_image024_thumb_1.jpg\" width=\"244\" height=\"184\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For the last two days we\u2019ve been having a laugh. We\u2019ve been strolling along , on holiday. Not today my fine friends. No. Its back to striding over the empty moors etc, as we join The Cleveland Way!! 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