20090831_A very short walk on Jugger Howe Moor (near Fylingdales Moor)
When : 31st August 2009
Who : Me and my family
Where : North York Moors a couple of miles or so inland from Ravenscar (as the crow flies).
Start + End Point : 944,002 (car-park / lay-by track off the A171 main road)
Farthest Point reached : approx 933,995
Distance : Approx 2 miles (3.2 km)
Heights : Approx 190 feet (but all quite gentle really)
Well the long week-end was coming to an end, and I’d got plenty of walking in and also a trip down memory lane to see the Naval Warfare in Scarborough’s Peasholm Park. Now it was time for something pretty much for the kids, especially daughter, so we said we’d head off to Staintondale Shire Horse Farm between Ravenscar and Scarborough. My lovely wife had suggested maybe I could take myself off and walk to the farm whilst she took the kids there by road …. which sounded great until I started to seriously look at possible routes and distances especially as we also had a longish drive home ahead of us during the afternoon. I decided a biggish walk wasn’t really on the cards and maybe it wouldn’t be fair on the rest of the family either …. I wasn’t too disappointed then to say I’d drop the idea.
However, Justine did say she’d like to do a bit of a walk on the moors, especially as we’d pretty much stayed by the coast for most of our time at Boggle Hole. So a quick look on the map showed a car-park just off the A171 between Stony Marl and Jugger Howe Moors. The map showed a number of tracks and paths that might be suitable for a little wander. So once loaded up for the journey home, we set off saying our farewells to Boggle Hole. We were soon pulling in to the almost deserted car-park and we donned boots for our wander out onto the moor (although it turned out trainers would have sufficed for what we did) . We soon noticed by a sign welcoming us to Fylingdales Moor, of which Jugger Howe Moor is a small part.
The open access info’ was most welcome as it allowed permission to use the large track heading away (in a generally south westerly direction) even though it’s not marked as a right of way on the map. The track started off more like a proper road (made of large concrete slabs) that looked pretty well maintained, first climbing away from the car park to pass over a rise in the moor and then dropping gently away from the small hill surrounded by flowering heather. The track was basically running parallel to a shallow valley (Burn Howe Dale) which more or less marked the boundary between the rough purple clad moor and slightly lower green farmland with a patchwork of fields bounded by walls, hedges and pockets of woodland; a lovely pretty contrast to the wilder terrain where we were walking.
The UK really is a country with a lovely varied countryside; with mountains, lowlands, pretty rivers; rugged moors, gentle farmland and a fantastic coastline amongst all its other attractions. In contrast to the rest of the world, the UK maybe hasn’t got the biggest/best/most spectacular or most awe-inspiring of anything; but I love it in all it’s different guises.
The track gave way to be less made up, but still very easy to walk on, dropping towards the deeper valley of Jugger Howe Beck. Beyond was the much wilder looking expanse of Fylingdales Moor itself. It would have been sooooo easy to just keep going, the continuing track ahead very, very, inviting – But NO! – that wasn’t the plan; so my head persuaded my feet and legs to turn around and we re-traced our steps along the track back through the heather to reach the car. You’d hardly know there was a main road just yards away, apart from the glimpse of the occasional vehicle zooming past through a gap in the moorland terrain.
Pulling away, we rejoined the road (heading towards Scarborough) with me making a mental “note to self” that this could be a good starting point for a full size walk at some time in the future should we ever return this way! After only a couple of miles we turned off left into minor roads, eventually finding our way down a drive way to find Staintondale Shire Horse Farm. This is a very small-scale attraction run by the slightly larger than life character of Tony Jenkins. Well they have a few shire horses, some small Shetland ponies and a palomino horse.
The farm spreads out over a number of fields with a route (which we walked) around the meadows giving some super views out over the coastline to the North Sea.
A good proportion of the time was taken up with a demonstration show, where a couple of the shire horses were “dressed-up” with their tack and brasses as if they were about to be hitched up to a wagon or carriage of some sort. I was surprised by the number of people who’d made the trip here …. Turns out the BBC programme “Country File” had featured the attraction giving the farm a new lease of life after the owner had almost shut it down due I think to dwindling visitor numbers. After the show, the children (and a few adults for that matter) in the audience were allowed to stand between the horses for photographs. The two horses must have been very used to this, as they stood patiently for quite some time as the pic’s were taken one by one.
Given the small size of the place we spent quite some time here and we had to pull ourselves away for the journey home … I think the sun shining on us again was so nice we really didn’t want the week-end to end! …. but all good things come to an end eventually (even on my birthday!) and school, work and university studies needed to be brought back into focus again, so off to home we set – week-end finished – but with some really good memories to take us into the autumn and winter seasons. I always think of my Birthday as the last full day of summer; the next day (1st September) being the 1st day of autumn in my mind.
Anyway that’s about it for this diary entry, and the last of the Boggle Hole Holiday entries as well. I hope you enjoyed my scribblings and pic’s.