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Eerik Haamer - Sheepwashers (1944-45)

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"Sheepwash Creek Ginko" Poem by Michael Leach

Australian Wood Duck. Photo by Fir0002/Flagstaffotos Strathfieldsaye, Dja Dja Wurrung Country i. creekside— river red gums creak ii. perched on a river red gum branch— an Aussie wood duck goes gnaarrk… iii. amidst birdsongs— Eastern banjo frogs resonate iv. I walk along this creek— all fellow walkers say hi Ginko is the Japanese term for a haiku walk, which involves going on a walk to find…

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Day Ninety-three

It's September! Blimey, I've been on the road for three months now.

It's up with the dawn today as I know there's a lot of work ahead, and the early morning drizzle means a very hurried packing up of the tent to hit the road once more near the wonderfully named village of Sheepwash. It even has an estate called The Shearings.

Following NCN Route 3 once more, I track westwards through the farmland hills as the road rolls through leafy lanes and hedgerows.

As the sun starts to climb into the sky, the early morning clouds slowly dissipate, and the rainy day starts to gradually clear as the hills roll by.

It's a lot of work riding up and down the countryside roads, but fortunately they're not very laden with traffic, and offer some nice sights as I crest each climb.

The route eventually drops on to another old rail line for a few miles which leads in to Holsworthy, where I have a short break before heading up and over a nice old bridge out of town.

A few more stiff climbs emerge as the short rail trail dissipates, but before long the sea hoves into view once more. After crossing over the A39, it's on to some nice traffic-free trails that wind their way around the canals and bring me down to the lovely seaside town of Bude.

It's become a beautiful sunny day by now, and the town is busy with tourists. I make my way down to the beach to take in the views and enjoy a short rest.

On departing Bude, I head up the coastal road as it begins to work its way around the steep cliffs south of Bude. It's heavy work climbing up to Upton but the view along the coastline from here is absolutely glorious.

The road zooms down to the broad beach at the aptly named Widemouth Bay, before launching straight back up the steep cliffs once more.

It's damn hard work in this stretch as the road tracks right along the cliffs, descending steeply down to more bays and shooting up over 800ft from sea level again and again. The views from the top are stunning, but takes a great deal of effort, including some intimidating 30% gradient descents and equally steep and arduous climbs.

Past Tresmorn, Route 3 befins to track a little more inland, and I decide to stick with it as it leads to a couple of stretches that hold pleasant memories for me.

I follow the road as it crosses back over the A39 at Wainhouse Corner, and the long climb up into the Cornish moors takes me up high above sea level once again.

The clouds have been slowly rolling in off the Atlantic as the day has progressed, and the sun departs to herald some patchy rain as the climbs continue.

A cattle grid and sharo right turn indicate my arrival onto the moorlands around Davidstow Airfield, which after a nice pedal down the old runway then leads through some equally enjoyable pine forests which I have a great memory of riding through in years past.

Route 3 continues to climb up past Crowdy Reservoir, and I turn off the trail for a sharp descent down for a supply stop at the town of Camelford.

The rains return in earnest whilst I'm here, so I take it as an excuse for another bit of a break for the legs as they're putting in some serious work today!

The rains show no sign of easing anytime soon alas, so it's time to get on. Rather than slog back up the steel hills to the cycle route immediately, I decide to head down the road to take the B3266 and aim to rejoin the trail at Wenford Bridge.

Rush Hour is kicking in by now unfortunately, but the smooth road makes for easier going and the rains start to dry up as I head down the road.

After turning off the B road, it's some narrow lanes to navigate whilst hemmed in by foliage, but all downhill and minimal effort to finally cross back over the River Camel and arrive onto the Camel Trail.

Thus is another lovely old rail trail that I've ridden many years previously, and I recall it fondly as a welcome respite from Cornwall's famously tough hills. And with evening drawing in, it'll likely present a good opportunity to find a spot for the night.

I follow the trail as it tracks around the bubbling river, which makes for a nice background noise. The trail makes for some smooth and easy riding to finish the day with, and after a few more miles I spy some promising woodlands to hole up in a few miles north of Bodmin.

That's been some work today! The legs are certainly feeling it! But a good day's progress all told. Plus Inhave a good few more miles of this lovely trail to look forward to tomorrow as it follows the River Camel out to the sea, which will make a great start to the day.

TTFN!

[thefairorgan]

Nantcol May 2023

Asleep standing up when the stranger came

whistling up the cwm      she caught a strain

in her dream     at the animal end

of the longhouse     dreaming of her brother

sold at market for a song     to a man with such a whistle

as rings rings in the ear     the same old dream

like new

                In the loft above, loft boy shifts like

muffled thunder     opens the top door

and to the stranger says in Welsh

                                       Master’s on the col

but rest your feet     he’ll surely take you in

I remember when you cut our names 

screamed down the mountain 

went plop in the sheepwash 

went to hell through the waterfall’s slot and

burst up bubbling laughing     so sure

Now it’s black and white     the longhouse     you     I

and when I died, you pried the shoe

from my best foot     traced a horseshoe

shape on the door     cut with the figures 

                                 R I JONES                                  

                                     1935

whistling what rings rings     the same old dream

like new

[blackse]

The Walk

I wrote this years ago on a writing retreat which I really enjoyed. *** Does walking connect us? Walking through the country lanes around Totleigh Barton and Sheepwash today reminded me of various times when I’ve been walking in my life. Aged five or six I used to love looking at the different wild flowers along the side of the path. I would go home and look them all up in my “Ladybird book of…

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south west only edition:

If you’re ever feeling down, just pull up google maps, zoom in on England and start looking at all the place names.

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The ford of Sheepwash Ghyl by Charles Puckle

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Explore the historic landmarks of Ashford in the Water in the Peak District. Visit Sheepwash Bridge, Holy Trinity Church, and the Old Hall. Discover the history of Ashford Marble Works and enjoy the beauty of Thornbridge Hall and Monsal Dale. Stay at The Ashford Arms for a perfect getaway. Book your stay now!

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Wilde Screenplay

Today I began a screenplay storyline for Wilde’s poem Garden of Eros.

The characters are the Lover and Beloved, her lovestruck swain.

The idea is that they will move to a Voice Over.

I want the location to be in Lancashire to show that Wilde awareness here is very much alive.

I first studied screenwriting with The Arvon Foundation, gaining a bursery to do so.  It was near a place called Sheepwash…

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Day Ninety-two

The forecast was correct as the rains bucketed down over Ilfracombe this morning. So, I had a good lie in to wait out the high winds and rains to finally start making my way around noon.

My route out from town continued up and up into the high hills, soon entering the low-lying clouds as the day takes on a grey misty tone. The farmlands on the hills around me are only hakf visible in the misty day.

I track my my over Devon's rolling hills to descend from the clouds and rejoin NCN Route 27 at Knowle, which finally begins a nice stretch of smooth flat riding after yesterday's challenge of Exmoor.

The trail tracks around the River Caen as it runs through Braunton, where the skies decide to open once more. With fortunate timing I'm able to be out of the weather as I stop for a ahort break and resupply, and jump back on the path once the rains clear a little.

Out from Braunton, the route passes RMB Chivenor before running along the salt marshes up the wide River Taw, with some good views across the water, before crossing over the bridge at Barnstaple.

It's more lovely smooth flat riding following the old rail line as it heads back down the Taw to Instow, where it turns to follow the River Torridge and down to Bideford.

With the rising along the Tarka Trail being so enjoyable after the tough work yesterday, and wanting to still take things a little easier whilst my throat heals up, I decide to stick with the NCN eoute for a jaunt inland awhile and keep on with Cycle Route 3 as it heads along this excellent old rail line, which will eventually reconnect with the coastline at Bude.

Onwards! The route continues up the River Torridge for a good while now, through leafy green avenues of trees and farmlands. It does an excellent job of keeping nice and level meaning some good easy riding continues on down to Torrington.

The sound of the river flowing nearby is a nice background noise, and the path crosses over it a few times to give some nice sights of it flowing back.

The elevation does start to increase from Torrington as it departs the river and heads up into the hills. Thankfully it plots a gentle gradient and it's not too strenuous a job to ride up the long climb.

After cresting the summit of the hill, it's a good gentle descent back down through more forested areas, which allows a nice break for the legs to cruise along.

My time with the rail line finally ends as Route 3 turns off and back to the roads near Petrockstowe. It's up more hills through North Town as the route starts to lead on through the farming communities dotted around the countryside here.

With the evening setting in I start keeping an eye out for a spot to pitch up for the night, and a patch of trees off the road near Sheepwash presents a convenient location to call it a day.

Not too bad a day all things told. I'm still trying not to go too hard to let my immune system finish off this irritating sore throat, and have been sucking my way through throat sweets for the day. Fingers crossed that the weather is a little brighter tomorrow for some easier going.

TTFN!

[olwog]

So, the weather has been somewhat inclement of late and the track, if expressed in terms of the racing community, would be ‘heavy’. Scuba divers and ducks would be comfortable in the heather covered depressions and walkers are well advised to wear waders.

  We exercise our old farts passes and take the excellent Abbotts service from Northallerton to Swainby and within a few minutes we’re heading up Shepherds Hill the cross roads of the Cleveland Way and an abrupt turn right later we’re raising our heart rate on the steps towards Osmotherley. In the early years these would have required four or five stops out of necessity to regaining control of breathing and, if I’m frank, to remain upright. Whilst it would be wrong to imply that we’re now capable of jogging to the top, we do find that the one stop that we do make is more to do with the opportunity to take photographs and less to do with necessity; it really does feel good!

We’ve walked about a mile and the ViewRanger app is telling me that the elevation is approximately 250 metres (800 feet) the walk up on Shepherds Hill that preceded the steps is a good warm-up. We take a short break at the top to sit on the strategically placed bench seats that look out over the Vale of Mowbray towards Teesside then beyond to the coast and beautiful Durham.

  The track leads to a cattle grid where we make the decision to continue along the road to Sheepwash and onwards to the Drovers Road where huge herds of cattle would be brought from the Highlands of Scotland through the counties of the beautiful but unforgiving counties of Northern England and onward to the markets of East Anglia, the Midlands and onward to London. There are records indicating an average speed of 2 miles per hour which is remarkable if you consider that we don’t achieve much more than that if you include breaks.

We walk for twenty minutes and George calls a short break as he confirms our route across the moor proper. We don’t normally go off-piste but on this occasion, we need to shorten the walk by a couple of miles and there is the remnants of a track that we have used before. To our right running North West is Bad Lane which we have used before and is quite overgrown; however, to our left running South East is what we want to follow and it makes Bad Lane look positively defined.

    We turn left through the gate and begin our orienteering work along Solomon’s Lane. It really isn’t clear but there’s are remnants of a drystone wall from time to time and plenty of boggy water which is not surprising after the deluge of the last three weeks. This element of the walk is tougher than track walking and we have to pick our way carefully as the heather covered troughs are full of peaty water that isn’t deep enough to be dangerous but is definitely deep enough to render you uncomfortable for the rest of the walk.

This yomp is about 2km (over a mile) and takes in very few landmarks save grouse butts and a tiny copse but the track has occasional evidence of its previous existence in the form of a dry stone wall that is slowly being subsumed into the moor by lichen, gorse, and heather.

    At the intersection of the two tracks, we take a break for lunch and take the opportunity to appreciate the vastness of the moor. The wind has dropped and the sound of the birds becomes evident and the next few minutes is spent in near silence as we enjoy the sounds of the moor and the taste our sandwiches.

We turn left on the new track and head North, North East towards the Gamekeeper’s Lodge. It’s easy walking now although there has been three weeks of torrential rain the moors have done a sterling job of draining it and we don’t have to spend so much time concentrating where our next foot should fall. Each bluff exposes more moor and we eventually see the Lodge on the moor horizon and we exchange this for the Bilsdale Mast which has been one of our triangulation for our location until now. For info, I do use an app on my phone which will show our position to within a couple of metres but it only gets used for verification so we don’t lose our ability to navigate should there be any failure on behalf of technology.

The Gamekeeper’s lodge is also a marker for a fork in the track. It’s another 100 metres or so North and we take the left-hand fork that takes us due North and then North, North West towards Swainby. It’s a clear day so we’re expecting to see Whorl Hill at the foot of the wonderfully named Scugdale and within a couple of kilometres it shows itself as we begin to descend.

    I always like this view. I worked in Teesside for twenty-five years and its reputation for pollution is well out of date but, sadly,  it is maintained by the slang name of Smoggies to label Teessiders and is neither funny or appropriate. I would urge you to have a look at the Teesside towns and explore the banks of the Tees where huge investment has taken place in fact, I’ll feature the area in a future walk and try to dispel a few myths about our wonderful region.

There’s a chained gate at the cattle grid. It’s been a bone of contention for several months now since a notice declaring ‘No Public Access’ was erected. We’ve ignored it obviously and in fairness, the gamekeeper that we’ve met on a couple of occasions has been perfectly amicable and generously helpful so we’re not sure of the game being played.

    We’re on what we call Cardiac Hill and walking through the trees as the Vale of Mowbray opens up in front of us as we descend. It’s spring so the rooks and crows are in full voice. The way to tell them apart, I’m told is:

If you see a number of rooks together then they’re crows and if you see a crow alone then it’s a rook (I’m happy to stand corrected).

At the bottom of the hill, we cross the Pennine Way and, looking left, we see the steps that we traversed three hours ago. Through the gate and down through beautiful Swainby to the Rusty Bike to enjoy their pies and salad.

A great loop walk with numerous spring flowers.

  The George Preston for planning it.

Enjoy the snaps…G..x

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Swainby, Sheepwash, Drovers, Gamekeepers Lodge Loop So, the weather has been somewhat inclement of late and the track, if expressed in terms of the racing community, would be ‘heavy’.

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Booth Sheepwash In Booth, the tiniest of Derbyshire hamlets, near Hayfield. Thisvsheepwash was constructed in the early 20th century to replace one lost during the construction of the Kinder Reservoir.