Category: Yorkshire places

Mysterious sacred temple of an ancient civilisation; most perfectly preserved prehistoric hillfort in Britain; ancient stones aligned to tap the energy of ley lines that overlook vast panoramas… Coldstones Cut might look that way, but it’s none of these. It’s a hilltop artwork from 2010 that overlooks a dusty, noisy, working quarry – but it’s…

The Archers is set in a West Yorkshire village. Well, its theme tune is, anyway. And my trip to the place in question formed a lovely little half-day ride on this sunny morning. The BBC Radio 4 soap may take place in ‘Borsetshire’, somewhere round Worcestershire or Warwickshire, but the signature music is explicitly about…

Hornsea Mere is Yorkshire’s biggest body of water. The great county is big on many things liquid – rivers, reservoirs, beer – but not naturally-occurring lakes. In fact, its four largest aren’t even lakes at all, at least not in name. At joint No. 4, Scarborough Mere and Gormire, each 6.5 hectares; at No. 3,…

From Britain’s biggest house to its smallest today: Wentworth Woodhouse, outside Rotherham (23,000m2) to the hermit’s cell, York (7m2). This gloriously sunny ride also featured a place called Jump, a road called No, red and yellow bikes and blue cones, and a southern French village adrift in South Yorkshire. With a windless, cloudless sunny day…

I’d never seen Wharram Percy before I went today. I still haven’t. Nobody has. Because it’s not there any more. It’s Britain’s most famous DMV: deserted medieval village. A thriving little settlement in the 1300s, it was abandoned in the early 1500s when it became more profitable for the owners for sheep to live there…

Barkston Ash’s ash tree is the centre of Yorkshire. Sort of. The true geographical centre of Yorkshire – in other words, the place you could balance a Yorkshire-shaped jigsaw piece on top of say a cricket ball, though I’m not suggesting anyone try this – is in a field full of cows in the village…

Ever since I was much younger – about 50, say – I’ve wanted to cycle along Rudland Rigg. The unsealed, but decently-surfaced, old track runs ten miles north-north-west over the North York Moors. Drovers used it to shuttle cows and sheep to market, between Kirkbymoorside and Stokesley. I too had a lumbering and fattened-up beast…

Last week, amid cycle-route research round Swindon, I cycled round a few of Wiltshire’s White Horses – giant figures cut into the chalky hillsides (plus Uffington’s famous, and much older, example). So today I cycled up to Yorkshire’s own White Horse, at Kilburn, on the southwest edge of the North York Moors about twenty miles…