We know Crow Nest Woods well, but always find something new every time we visit. This time, we headed straight up to the top of the woods, bearing South East.
The early autumn leaf mulch which crunched beneath our boots kept the mud below at bay and made for an easy climb. We then followed a less-trodden path along the ridge, where the only other being was a black cat eying us warily.
For the first time, we noticed a sign pointing to Wood Hey Clough. We decided to explore.
It involved a very steep climb up the hill, via a footpath lined by the ubiquitous beech trees.
At the top, we were rewarded by fantastic views back down towards the valley and the sight of a kestrel hovering in the sky.
We came back out on Spencer Lane and after some exploration walked back down onto New Road.
The last part of our walk involved descending down a very dodgy path, strewn with leaves and branches, on the Western edge of Crow Nest to come out just behind Palace House Road.
We took advantage of the change in the weather and climbed up to Crow Nest woods. As we reached a spot just above town, we could see people waiting around and realised the Tour de Yorkshire was due. We decided to chill and wait for it – a dull half hour of police motorbikes showing off and a few support vehicles. Eventually, the cyclists appeared but it was nothing like the Tour de France of the previous year.
Following the line of the valley we came across a small world of cliffs, streams and a waterfall. What a surprise! We forded the brook from a choice of three passing points.
As we approached the top of the wood the following spring, we were confronted by the gorgeous sight of thousands of bluebells, enhanced by fortuitous dappled sunlight. We sat on the other side of the small stream near the top, just looking at the beautiful scene. I had never seen it look so stunning!
We continued on the path along the top of the old quarry. As we climbed down a few small stone steps, we turned left and perused the quarry itself. Interestingly, the stream had dried up and there was no waterfall. We then walked back towards town, taking a precarious flight of steps down to Palace House Road.