: The Smardale Round
1st July 2010
I hadnít heard of it either. I knew I hadnít misheard
Mardale because that had been our original plan. Or
to be more precise, to do the circuit of Haweswater
partly with the intention of seeing how much of the
old village of Mardale was now visible in the draught.
However, when I looked at the morningís forecast on
the BBC dynamic weather map it was clear that over the
Lake District it would be a draught alleviating day
but there would be little area east of the M6 and north
of the Howgills that would be substantially dry. Bryan
was tasked with coming up with a suitable route whilst
I headed off to the closing down sale at our local garden
pots purchased to Margaretís satisfaction, and with
Stan now picked up, we arrived at Bryan's to be told
that Smardale was to be our destination.
we parked at Newbiggin-on-Lune, a nice but strangely
not photogenic little hamlet just off the A685.
passing through Friarís Bottom (somehow
that doesnít look or sound quite right)
we got our first glimpse of Smardale.
first thing that struck us was that the
sheep had been shawn.
the lakes, sheering seems to be a thing
of the past- presumably because the cost
outweighs any return on the harsh wool of
it was a different matter. Rather than straggly
unkempt looking creatures the ewes were
boasting proud haircuts.
was clear that there used to be a railway running through
the valley- the viaduct was still there for all to see..
What was less clear was how it then progressed
westwards to Tebay.
railway followed the upper line of trees
we worked it out, we continued over Smardale Fell, with
Mallerstang Edge peering ominously over the horizon,
were, for a while, on a very well signposted section
of the Oust to Coast Walk and dropped down under the
Settle to Carlisle line into the village of Smardale,
past the old hall.
its day, Smardale must have been a trainspotterís paradise
with the Settle to Carlisle line passing over the now
defunct North Eastern Railway line. Smardale even
had its own railway station, now smartly converted
into a modern house.
crossing the ford at Scandal Beck we soon arrived at
Crosby Garrett where, in the centre of the village was
a conveniently located bus shelter with benches where
we could take our lunch sheltered from what was a strengthening
to Carlisle line viaduct
Garrett Bus and Lunch Shelter
Scandal Beck ford
Garret looked a pleasant village with a
stream running through the middle, St
high on the hill and many newly renovated
all had had the renovation treatment however!
lunch we followed old lanes eastward
do like these old lanes, there is a sense
of history in them- you wonder about the
folk that have travelled them generations
lane number one
lane number two
crossed a high meadow to reach Potts Valley- Potts itself
being a now ruined farmhouse.
Ewe Fell, Howgills behind
up the valley was hampered by what was a
strong, but thankfully not cold, headwind
from the south.
out onto the fell we could see the Lake
District and the Howgills covered with clouds.
The air was damp- it was almost as
if the wind was bringing us spray from the
nearby rain showers. Yet at the same
time, the sun was shining and we were worried
that we had not creamed up!
summited Great Ewe Fell, as much as anything so that
we could say we had climbed something, then dropped
down, rejoining the Coast to Coast path, past Bents
Farm, via Brownber, under the old railway and back to
Old Railway Bridge
had been an interesting walk in limestone country, indeed
it could easily have made a section of the Westmorland
it was quite the most successful place to be in terms
1st July 2010
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climbed in feet:
Great Ewe Fell
& Stan: 6, Bryan:
7 (all unchanged)
Bryan, Don, Stan
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