john conway |
14-04-2013 13:40 |
Re: Priestly Clough
Priestley Clough was also my playground between 1952 and 1960 at which point girls, beer and snooker took over until 1964 when I started travelling to the Yorkshire Dales to go caving and where I now live.
On Friday after walking my dog Peggy, and completely out of the blue, I got the urge to visit Priestley Clough once again.
We, that’s Peggy and I, started out from Higher Antely St, where I use to live, and entered the Clough via “The Donkey Steps” that lead up to Bullough Park, passed the bowling green and cottages then down a footpath to join the old cinder path at what use to be “Black Rock”. From here, the cinder path, now long gone and now just a foot path, took us to another track that use to run down to Nelsons Farm. Here there was a ridding school and a footpath diversion that dropped you down to the lower path and an old bridge. At the point where the track takes you up to and over the old railway line (now a Bridleway/Cycle Track) I kept at river level and picked up the river where the Red Barn was and a small waterfall. Further up is the first of two pipes that cross the river before you reach the final bridge and the base of an old Mill chimney before the Five Arches, now replaced with one bridge. Here I joined the Bridleway/Cycle Track and made my way back to Nelsons Farm and traced my foot steps back up to Black Rock, Bullough Park and Higher Antley Street.
It's over 50 years since I last walk in the clough, but I managed to find all the areas I played in and where we made dens, collected birds eggs and had little adventures. I took a load of pics and very much enjoyed wandering up through the clough with Peggy my boarder collie and we both got home safely tired but happy.
Now I'll read all the post which I probably should have done in the first place <GL
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