Nowadays it's much more popular than it's ever been, as people with time and energy to spare, from the youngest to the oldest, come to toddle or totter to the topmost point to wonder at the beauty of it all.
And this week it was the destination of choice for my brother and myself. Being a couple of perverse old codgers, we set off towards the summit in a downhill direction! The thin soils here overlie the chalk that forms a large swathe of southern England. Where many feet tread the soil soon wears thin and the paths show up as thin white lines through the green. And in places where people veer about to avoid wet patches it can soon form a wide thoroughfare that takes many years to heal again.
After a while we found ourselves walking beside a low, raised mound. It might not look like much but it was raised over the bodies of people who died around 3,500 years ago. It's a burial mound from the Bronze Age. It's thought that they chose high places like this so that their ancestors might look down over their lands, making it clear any incomers that this land was taken.
The land would have been more wooded in those times, even though it was already being cleared by these early farming folk. Just how much was cleared at various times in ancient history is a matter of much debate.
The first top we reached was Gallows Hill and I'm sure you can work out how it got that name. It was quite normal to hang offenders in places where they could be seen all around, presumably as a warning to everyone to keep within the law. Nowadays sheep arrange themselves randomly but pleasantly on that same hillside.
Hawthorn bushes are also dotted artistically across the land.
That's Ivinghoe Beacon off in the distance on the left of the above picture. The Ordnance Survey's maps would have you know that it's officially called Beacon Hill and Ivinghoe is just the nearest village down in the valley. But there are many "Beacon Hills" throughout England. They all formed an essential part of national security at one time; if there was an invasion then the beacons would be lit across the land.
And here's the view from very near the top of Ivinghoe Beacon, a grand place to sit on the grass and absorb the scene. And what always strikes me from such high places is how little of our modern world of motorways, factories and shopping centres is visible. It's quite a different perspective of the country from that gained from inside a car.
During the Iron Age this hilltop was one of many used as a hill fort. The old idea was that these were defensive sites used by warring tribes, but more recent archaeological evidence points to a more ceremonial site built for reasons of prestige. My own idea, for what it's worth, is that they would have been built as places where food stores and animals might be defended in times of famine. I base this idea on the fact that tribes in Africa only usually came into conflict when food was scarce. Farmers are far too busy to fight in normal times.
Most of the defensive ditches around the hill fort are difficult to make out today, but to the south-west of the fort, which would otherwise be the easiest approach, quite obvious banks and ditches can still be made out.
Our route was suddenly running through a woodland that was busy with birdsong.
We didn't need to go through this little gate at all, but we had time to spare so we thought we'd take a quick look.
And we soon found ourselves overlooking a deep hollow called Incombe Hole, set back into the hillside.
Pitstone Windmill showed up clearly against the green fields, looking rather like a child's toy placed haphazardly on the landscape. As anyone who has been following this blog for a while will guess, it's almost certainly built at a very precise location where the wind is usually at its strongest; people of the past were extremely knowledgeable about the subtleties of the natural world around them. The mill, like much of the land around here, is in the care of the National Trust.
This charming nook of land, just through the gate we saw earlier, seemed so little-visited compared to the well-worn path to Ivinghoe Beacon. Surprising really, as it's only a few hundred yards from the car park.
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Simply stunning.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Your photo of Pitstone Windmill is picture postcard perfect. I have been wondering why all of the Hawthorn blossom is so pink this year? It seems to be the same right across the country.
ReplyDeleteIt seems to turn more pink the longer it hangs on to the tree, but I've also heard it said that it happens more after a cold spring. It was certainly very noticeable around Ivinghoe, but more on some bushes then others.
DeleteI was always under the impression that Hawthorn blossom changing colour had something to do with the content of the soil, but if it happens universally that is unlikely the case. This is a splendid walk through beautiful countryside, with many historical overtones, and certainly proves the old adage about getting off the beaten path.
ReplyDeleteHi John - it is stunning landscape with beautiful views, delightful English countryside ... and thanks for your notes on its probably history. You make a good point about a place for storing essentials for the rainy day in Bronze Age times. I'm not sure where the gliding club is - but I visited back in the 60s in snow! I had to stop half way up and get my mother to finish off!!! I think it was my first year of driving ... very possibly before I'd actually passed my test. Cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteSetting off for the summit in a downward direction is not something you hear often John, interesting approach 😉 Lovely views captured here. So weird to think of these mounds as burial places, but I guess dust to dust is relevant after all those years. So nice for yourself and brother to have these walks available to enjoy ✨
ReplyDeleteSuch an enjoyable stroll up the "hill" without myself getting out of breath even once! That's because you did all the work, plus stops to get good pics. As always thanks for telling the stories that go with them!
ReplyDeleteAnother lovely spot! I like seeing the views from the old forts. We watch "Digging For Britain" each week so it is nice to see the views from those forts.
ReplyDeleteYour photos are wonderful. Such a beautiful countryside. Thank you so much for sharing. Enjoy your day, hugs, Edna B.
ReplyDeleteSome stunning views from that rise of land. You are right about the difference from there vs. the street view in a car.
ReplyDeleteA truly beautiful walk there. Love those green rolling hills and long spacious views. You make me wonder what the highest point in England is. Of course now I'm going to google around to find out.
ReplyDeleteScafell Pike at 978 m (3,209 ft) in the Lake District of NW England is the highest point. Ben Nevis in Scotland is the highest mountain in the UK at 1,345 metres (4,414 ft).
DeleteThank you for that, John. I so appreciate it.
DeleteI love the view from high places! It looks like a seamstress gathered up all her green print fabrics to make a lovely green patchwork quilt!
ReplyDeleteYou sure know how to share the beauty of nature with us, John! Thank you!
What a beautiful countryside John!
ReplyDeleteI did enjoy our walk toay John - thank you. Did I see some red may trees?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful views, John.
ReplyDeleteGlad you two perverse old codgers made it to the top. Sure does give you a nice view of the countryside.
ReplyDeleteAlways enjoyable to share your walks. You take wonderful pictures and the information you give about each place is certainly interesting. Such beautiful countryside.
ReplyDeleteSo delightful. And such a lovely day to go for a walk. Or a totter as you put it.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting hike! I'm fascinated by the defensive ditches, which are very distinct in your photo. Also interesting is the burial mound. You certainly have some lovely views!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful view from that hilltop!for me it is strange to see large fields of grass !Nice story too:)))
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautifu countryside to walk through and the views are stunning. Thanks, John.
ReplyDeleteI was surprised at the deep colour of the hawthorne. There is some in the fields near here but all white and I only remember white in Surrey from my childhood. Lovely photos as always.
ReplyDeleteA very intresting view of the walk the brothers again achieved thank you and belated birthday wishes to the stargoose family both !!!!! R old teleman society ...
ReplyDeleteWorth climbing to get such wonderful views.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful vistas! And it looks like the weather was lovely, too.
ReplyDeleteSeems high to me! We live at 12 feet, which is actually lofty for our neighborhood on Winyah Bay.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, lush summer-green views, especially with the windmill in the foreground.