27th March 2011

Miterdale, Burnmoor Tarn and Eskdale

 

Walk Overview
Details
Time 10.40 to 15.35
Duration 4 hr 55 min
Distance 10 mile
Ascent 1200 ft
Walking with Jennifer
Route
Eskdale Green - Giggle Alley - Porterthwaite - Low Place - Miterdale - Burnmoor Tarn - Eskdale Moor - Brat's Moss - Boot - St Catherine's Church - low Wood - Forge Bridge - Eskdale Green
 
Fells visited
Directory places visited
 
 

Starting Point Information Centre
Parking spaces next to Giggle Alley, Eskdale Green

This is a great little car park. Right in the centre of Eskdale Green with a shop down the road and toilets next to the car park. It is a great starting point for a whole host of walks in this area, it's free and more often than not there are empty spaces available.

 


Route Map
 
 
Photos

We headed to Eskdale for today's walk and instead of heading up onto any of the fell tops, we, or rather Jennifer suggested walking through Miterdale, past Burnmoor Lodge and down to Eskdale. One thing we had hoped was that the day would brighten up. Unfortunately the walk was done in dull, hazy conditions, but at least it was nice and quiet. Between leaving Eskdale Green and reaching Boot, we only saw two other people. Boot was quite busy, and then we only saw another three people between Boot and the end of the walk.

Giggle Alley. Despite its name there wasn't much to laugh at here, but there was later on in the walk.

 

Low Place; now the last inhabited building as you head through the valley in this direction.

 

Long distance views weren't clear at all today, as this picture shows. Despite that, you can still make out the silhouetted shape of Scafell and Slight Side.

Bakerstead, outdoor pursuits centre was all boarded up today and looking like it's no longer in use.

The ruins of Miterdale Head farm.
At the end of the sixteenth century there were four farms in this immediate area, Miterdale Head, Bakerstead, Sword House and Browyeat.

Close to Miterdale Head the beck is crossed by this nice old bridge.

This is where the valley takes on a totally different look and begins to feel even more secluded.

The further up the valley you walk the narrower it becomes and because this picture does it little justice, you'll need to take my word for it when I say this really is a great place to visit.

Looking back down the valley.

Just before you reach the moorland around Burnmoor Tarn, Miterdale opens up into what looks like a huge crater.

A long distance view back into Miterdale.

After a week with no rain, it was dry enough to head straight across to Burnmoor Tarn, rather then sticking to the path which follows the higher ground to Burnmoor Lodge.

Burnmoor Tarn and lodge.

In the middle of nowhere.

The ruined buildings above Boot offered some shelter while we had a bite to eat. The pointed fell in the background is Harter Fell.

This is one of the old peat huts found here. This one is in surprisingly good condition, even the roof seems to be complete.
The high fells behind are Scafell and Slight Side.

Heading down into Boot. Sadly there was still no sign of the day brightening up.

Eskdale Mill.

 

Died 1842 aged 82
Died 1851 aged 90

Inside St Catherine's church.

 

 
Talk about making hard work out of a job.  

"OK, changing your mind isn't the end of the world. I'll just wait over here next to the seat".

Then I heard the splash !!


Soaked from the waist down, and I mean really soaked through. She didn't just stand in the water, when I looked round she was sitting in it.

"It's not funny"
"I know it isn't"
"Well what are you laughing at?"
"OK, , , , it is sort of funny"

It's a good job it's the end of March and not the end of December.


As seen as though we needed to avoid the stepping stones, we followed this lane to join back up with the original route bear Dalegarth Hall.

Trough House Bridge.

Apart from this one and the one at Portinscale, I can't think of any other suspension bridges in the Lake District.

Making our way from Forge Bridge to Eskdale Green I took this photo looking back into Eskdale.

Back at Giggle Alley now and as if by magic, the sun was out and stayed out all the way home.



David Hall -
Lake District Walks