BB2436
: Bees, Bleaze and Treacle
Wednesday
4th December 2024
To
my surprise, John didn’t know about the
Natland Treacle Mines so I thought I would
take him and Tony for part of the Treacle
Mines and Caves Tour. We started from
the village green where TV Mike had organised
the erection and decoration of the Christmas Tree and person
unknown had decorated the post box. After
heading up through the village we took the
foot path that leads up to the railway,
passing close to the entrance of the now
sealed Pipeline Cave.
Whilst
crossing the railway bridge I pointed out
two caves in the embankment that had also
been sealed, this time with bricks.
After
all this excitement (more yet to come) we
called in at the new old folks’ home though
I think they call Castlestead View a Retirement
Village.
Anyway,
the café is open to non-residents
so we decided to pop in. This, I stress
was for refreshment, not a viewing for residence
though you never know ……
Refreshed (necessary as we had
completed over a mile, you know),
we next looked for the cave
where many years before I had
discovered a former work colleague
emerging after crawling quite
some distance.
Not
a game for me!
The
entrance has now been blocked
off with stones but no
doubt still accessible for those
speleologically
inclined.
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After
crossing the A65 close to the Special Scientific
Interest bog and pointing out a house made
of Natland Treacle, I offered the boys three
choices. The steep route to the Summit
of the Helm, the gentle route or a visit
to the treacle mine. They opted for
the latter. Thanks to it being shown,
but not named, on the OS map I was able
to use my GPS to take us up through the
bracken and brambles and straight to it.
I
could see the boys were underwhelmed. It
is more of a quarry than a mine and the
amount of abandoned treacle seems to have
shrunk over the years, no doubt removed
by similar enthusiasts.
We
pressed on towards the summit. The
ramparts of the Iron Age fort could be seen
quite clearly which is more than can be
said of the view from the summit.
Not
the best day for long distance views. No
hope of Blackpool Tower this week.
On
the east side of the hill is a large pond
(or small tarn) so we headed for that, passing
en-route some very friendly fell ponies.
The
next point of interest was what is called
on the map “Syphon Well”. I’d call
it a Manchester Corporation Water Works
inspection chamber.
The
Coat of Arms is still clearly on the wall
though in need of decoration when funds
allow. There is no Bee on it. I
can’t remember when Manchester started using
the Bee as its logo. I don’t recall
it as a youth. The Bee was for Boddington’s
ales. Uncle Google suggests it was
in 1842 but I’m not that old.
Rather
older is Bleaze Hall. Centuries older.
16th maybe 15th Century, Grade II listed.
Featured in BB1316.
together with its then sales
brochure.
We
were now on our return, passing another
Syphon Well before entering Bleasehall Wood.
At
bluebell time this is a delight. It
was still a pleasant section before we reached
the Beck-side fields where it was very easy
to sink deep into the sodden ground.
At
last we reached Stang and the short climb
before dropping down to the Punchbowl.
The
rain was threatening to come in. I
remarked recently how often the rain kindly
holds off until the end of our walk. But
this wasn’t the end. We had another
mile to go so rather than wet our whistle
and then, later, our clothes and skin, we
continued back to base. Consequently
we missed the hole just behind the pub where,
in 1855 or thereabouts, a passing tramp
was lowered to check its depth. By
the time we had changed and John had kindly
driven us back to the Punchbowl, it was
too dark and wet for its examination. Even
more kindly, as by this time as the rain
really had set in, John drove us back home
again after a convivial Christmas themed
session
Don,
Wednesday 3rd December 2024
Afternote:
Having subsequently looked at the Manchester
Coat of Arms, I now see that there are some
bees on it, crawling all over the world.
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