Saunterings:  Walking in North-West England
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139.  Ruskin’s View and a View of Ruskin’s View
Messages from deepest Cumbria continue to confuse me. Yes, visitors, lots of them, are welcome. Especially if they spend lots of money.
Which I don’t. But every week there’s a news item regretting all these visitors. They are walking up the fells in flip-flops, over-stretching the
Mountain Rescue teams; they are causing the Lake District to be knee deep in
the rubbish that is usually distributed across the continent; they are walking socially distant on the fells, thereby
increasing erosion; they are infecting locals with
covid, giving Cumbria one of the highest infection rates in the country. Visitors are now asked to take a test before coming – but
since they are less likely to be infected than the locals perhaps it’s the latter who should be doing the testing. I thought it best
to stay away and took a short bus-trip to Kirkby Lonsdale instead.
From the market square I walked through the churchyard to the view (now called Ruskin’s View) that in 1875 caused John Ruskin
to say “Here are moorland, sweet river and English forest at their best … [the view is] one of the loveliest in England and therefore
in the world”. At that time Ruskin was 56 and a man of the world sufficient to have seen many views with which to compare this one.
He saw the River Lune approaching and then swerving south by the bank below, with the hills of Barbon Low Fell in the distance.
Many visitors to Kirkby Lonsdale must wander to Ruskin’s View and wonder what all the fuss is about. It is pleasant enough
but nothing special. The words of Ruskin quoted above are never put into context. He was not writing for the local tourist
industry. His words were within a diatribe criticising the inhabitants of Kirkby Lonsdale. He was saying, it seems to me, that this
location (the beauties of which he exaggerated for effect) should be valued and protected, not ruined. He was appalled that locals used the
bank as a rubbish tip: they “pitch their dust-heaps, and whatever of worse they have to get rid of, crockery and the rest – down
over the fence among the primroses and violets to the river – and the whole blessed shore underneath … is one waste of filth, town
drainage, broken saucepans, tannin and mill-refuse”. He didn’t like the recently-erected iron rails, which he thought dangerous, nor
the seats, which he thought badly-designed. He didn’t think much of their church renovation either: “there is a fine old church, with
Norman door, and lancet east windows, and so on; and this, of course, has been duly patched, botched, plastered and primmed up; and
is kept as a tidy as a new pin”. Today, the rest of Kirkby Lonsdale is as tidy as a new pin too.
I dropped down to the river, crossed the Devil’s Bridge, walked along Chapelhouse Lane, and continued under the old railway
line, along a stretch of the Roman Road, and past Fell Yeat plant nursery. There are two tracks north from Fell Road. The lower
(Fellfoot Road) is the better known but the higher one is better – and it heads where I wanted to go. It is not only
higher but also more open, giving fine views across the serene, green Lune valley to the Lake District skyline. It also
affords a view of the
which you would never notice without the map telling you it is there.
It is not worth trespassing for a closer view of the
dozen or so small stones.
From this track it was a short climb to the prominent cairn of Brownthwaite Pike (421 metres). The view from the cairn is extensive.
To the south, the Lune heads towards Morecambe Bay. Circling east, we then have the Bowland ridge of Ward’s Stone and, closer by,
Gragareth, Crag Hill and the top of Calf Top. To the north is the upper Lune valley, from the Howgills. To the west is the
majestic skyline of the southern Lakeland hills. And there, nestled in the valley, lies Kirkby Lonsdale, including Ruskin’s
View. I need hardly say which of the two views I prefer. (Brownthwaite Pike is the nobble on the right skyline of the Ruskin’s
View photo above.)
Looking south from the track approaching Brownthwaite Pike
The view from Brownthwaite Pike, with Kirkby Lonsdale in the middle distance
Looking north from the northern slopes of Brownthwaite
From Brownthwaite Pike I began a circuitous – rather too circuitous, it turned out – return to Kirkby Lonsdale. I dropped down to
Fellfoot Road, which would have been easier without the bracken, and walked past the mansion of Whelprigg, which I could hardly see through the
trees. After looking for some time for somewhere to pause for a lunch-break, I eventually walked onto the driving range of Kirkby
Lonsdale Golf Club (the golfers were all on the course proper, none of them needing to practise
their driving), where I found a comfortable bench. Afterwards I walked on and detoured north
to Beckfoot Farm to see the small old packhorse bridge, only a metre wide, now overgrown and unusable.
The rest of the walk passed in something of a daze, as, although it was pleasant enough with views across to the Barbon
hills, I saw little that was sufficiently different from what I had seen on previous walks in this region to distract me from my
increasing exhaustion. Eventually, I re-crossed the Devil’s Bridge, which was now crowded, and saw that many people were
frolicking in and by the banks of the Lune. Perhaps I should have done likewise.
From the Devil's Bridge
Date: August 26th 2021
Start: SD612786, Kirkby Lonsdale market square   (Map: OL2)
Route: N – Ruskin’s View – SE, S – Devil’s Bridge – E, NE on Chapelhouse Lane, E under old
railway line, N on Wandales Lane, E past Fell Yeat, N, NE – Brownthwaite Pike – NW, W by Drygill Wood – Fellfoot Road –
N, W, SW, N past Whelprigg and Low Bank House – lane – SW, N, SW, W on Scaleber Lane – N – Beckfoot Farm – S, E on Lowfields
Lane – S, E – Casterton church – S past Old Manor, SW on Chapelhouse Lane, W – Devil’s Bridge, Kirkby Lonsdale
Distance: 11 miles;   Ascent: 370 metres
© John Self, Drakkar Press, 2018-
Top photo: The western Howgills from Dillicar;
Bottom photo: Blencathra from Great Mell Fell