Today's walk was Loes's idea . . . She remembered lovely snowdrops
in the valley near Calder Abbey that she used to love to go
and visit.
The same valley was the location of a walk she did several
times in years past and she said it would be nice to repeat
that walk again.
I'd walks part of the route, especially the river section behind
Cold Fell, so this walk would be a nice change in what was familiar
landscape.
From Loweswater we drove via Ennerdale Bridge,
over the top via the Cold Fell Road
to the village of Calder Bridge, ready for today's
walk.
There is convenient parking at the Village Hall,
next to Norman's "Mill Garage".
Across the road and adjacent to which our path
started, was St Bridget's Anglican Church.
A brief walk through trees brought us to the
river, but not to a clear view of Calder Bridge, which gave
the village its name.
With a bit of imagination you can see the bridge
between the white Pub on one side and the house on the other
side of the River Calder.
[ For those with long memories, Calder Hall
was the original name of the Sellafield Nuclear and Reprocessing
Plant.]
Our first clear view of the river as we walked
along the raised bank on the left.
No false promises . . . there were snowdrops
in the woods.
In fact there were lots of snowdrops in the
woods.
Close up on even more . . . all in their prime
in late February.
Don't want to spoil you with too many snowdrop
photos . . . so here's some wild crocuses . . . and tame dogs.
Dougal wanting a stick or a ball to be thrown
into the river so he could jump in and fetch it.
He's a real water dog, Dylan having willingly
passed him the title.
The riverside path leads up to Calder Abbey.
The grand frontage of the "Abbey"
and several old cloister arches behind.
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A wooden Abbey was first built on this site in 1134
and by 1180 the first stone building was constructed
for use by the Cistercian Monks.
The abby fell victim to Henry VII's "Dissolution
of the Monasteries" in around 1536.
The more modern large house, incorporating the ruins
of the old Abbey, dates from the early 19th Century
but was always a private residence. Sadly it
is no longer lived in and is falling into dis-repair.
Details and photo from Wikipedia
and geograph.org
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In the grounds of the old abbey were two old
structures, one hidden under a grassy mound.
This beehive shaped structure was reputedly
an ice house,
though it seems to lack the usual deep, recessed
hollow associated with such buildings.
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The second
was a more modern structure . . . |
. . . with signs of
being used for modern machinery. |
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This second building was almost certainly a
water mill, with perhaps a modern turbine rather than a wheel,
for generating electricity.
Behind it was a mill leat which would have brought
water from the river to power the turbine.
Wiki also mentioned that the Abbey would have
had a water mill of its own, way back in the middle ages.
Bonus . . . more snowdrops at the top of the
field.
The green branches to the left was a pile of
cut rhododendron bushes which had originally grown in or near
the water leat.
Someone must be taking an interest and looking
after the place at least.
The first loop of this walk seemed quite short,
so Loes offered a second loop, walking up the
valley to the bridges behind Cold Fell and back down the other
side.
I had not done this walk before so off we went,
leaving the road in favour of an old track that started near
Stakes Bridge.
On old quarry on the left, probably the source
of the nice stone use in local buildings like the abbey.
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The sign welcomed us to the woodland.
It's still February so dogs can be off lead.
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The track ascended the valley side, crossing through farm land
and woods . . .
. . . including this unnamed stream that had started on land
near Beckcote Farm.
A new-ish handrail helped navigate the very muddy steps down
to the bridge.
More field walking, this time near Strudda Bank Farm, as the
public footpath took us on up the valley.
Turning to look back, we had views all the way to the coast.
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Sometimes
the walking was nice and grassy . . . |
but where they had
mechanically cleared gorse it was very muddy indeed. |
Our slip-sliding climb up through the farmland
now turned into a simpler grassy descent to the river.
Fortunately conditions underfoot were a lot
more respectable, as the previous section had been quite hard
work !
Down by the river there's a sheepfold which
was a great 'way mark' on our way to the bridges.
Through another section of old woodland and
the footbridge over Worm Gill came into view.
This pool is the confluence of Worm Gill and
the Calder
so we had to cross not one but two bridges to
get to the opposite side of the valley and to find our route
back down to Calder Bridge.
Fortunately the second footbridge over the Calder
was just a short distance up-river.
I had last crossed this remote bridge with Ann
on a walk to Cold Fell and up river to Matty
Benn's Bridge back in 2009.
This time Loes and I would head south instead,
here crossing over Worm Gill Bridge.
One last look up the Calder Valley before we
headed south, down river.
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We joined
the tarmac road at Thornholme Farm . . . |
. . . where amongst
the trees were even more snowdrops ! |
After a rather tiring and muddy walk up one side of the valley,
one which was a lot muddier than Loes remembered from old,
we now had an equally long return walk, but this time on
the minor roads which meant the going was easier.
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Two farms to pass on the way down the road.
They were High Prior Scales and Low Prior Scales
plus a group of buildings just shown as 'Priorling'.
The names of these remote places obviously has associated
meanings
but what that meaning was, was unknown to me.
Perhaps 'Prior' refers to a Priory associated with
the old Abbey ?
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Back at Stakes Bridge where our route diverged
quite some time ago.
More of those white flowers adorn the hedgerows
as we pass the grounds of the old abbey and its home farm.
The dogs were looking a bit muddy and it appears
that Loes was feeling the effect of what had been quite a hard
walk today.
A few last photos, this one of the trees that
rather hide the old abbey
and the grand building that was constructed
alongside it following its dissolution.
The view through the gate of the home farm next
to the abbey grounds.
. . . and finally the welcome sight of the modern
church, the village Hall
and the car waiting in the car park, ready
for our return journey to home.