At the top is an iron age 'settlement' originally though to be a fort but over time and with better understanding of the lie of the land and the needs of the ancient peoples, the fort has now been classed as an ancient dwelling.
On the far side, over a high stone wall the woodland takes on a different feel, more ancient and wild with hawthorn, beech, birch and ash colonising the undulating dale. We followed a well loved and oft tramped path through these trees and moorland grass with its limestone outcrops nestled between scrubby bushes and wind battered hawthorn.
The surrounding area is filled with a wonderful timeless and venerable feeling - it has a definite air of side stepping the modern world and remaining unchanged.
witches' brooms' - a virus induced odd growth with dozens of twigs sprouting in a tight tangled manner.
This walk however was also filled with optimism and buoyant spring colour as emerging flowers seemed to emanate in all quarters.
Tucked into the clints and grykes were primroses and sprinkled through out the moorland grasses
were wild heartsease as well as purple and yellow violets.
The woodland floor was strewn with anemones and wild strawberries and along the pathways,
Spring in our favourite corner of the world has finally sprung - and it is GLORIOUS!