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Well, if you’d wanted a Jubilee walk without the crowds and bunting this was surely going to be it. We’d planned this walk some three weeks in advance, playing it by the book and applying for the required permit. But these permits are date-specific, so if you weather is awful you have the choice of putting up with it or starting the whole process over again. (Actually getting the permit was very straightforward, after an initial letter everything was done efficiently by email and only took a few days. The contact is
sally.barnes@landmarc.mod.uk if you are interested). As part of the application, you also have to decide on one of two permitted routes, both of which follow the county boundary fence to Mickle Fell, either from the south starting from the B6276, or from the north starting from Maize Beck. We chose the northern route we which we accessed from Hilton – it’s a long walk-in but gave us the opportunity to tick off Murton Fell as well.
- Entering the restricted area
So 10am we were ready to go. A phone call to the Guard Room to tell them we were on our way went unanswered, which kind of defeated the purpose of that part of the permit agreement. A stiff easterly wind meant that it was hats and gloves from the off and it felt more like November than the beginning of June.
- View up Scordale
The walk up Scordale is an interesting one and there are three Info Panels along the way pointing out Bronze Age field systems, lime kilns and the extensive remains of mining activity. One of them usefully described the process of “hushing”, which I wasn’t familiar with, though I’d spotted hushes marked all over the Pennine maps. Turns out it is the building of temporary reservoirs which are then breached in order to flush the fellside of earth and vegetation in the hope of revealing mineral rich seams.
- Hushes (the dents in the skyline) at Mason Holes
After 3.5km the track ended and as the valley narrowed the way steadily upwards was an intermittent path with occasional marker posts. One warned of a ban on spades, not that we had brought one along with us on the offchance of a digging opportunity.
- View back down Scordale - with sign
The path emerged above Scordale Head to a featureless expanse of heather moorland and our first view of Mickle Fell shrouded in mist. In poor visibility this wouldn’t be much fun – as it was it just started to drizzle instead. The key was to locate Swarth Beck as this provides a decent handrail for onward progress. The area was liberally sprinkled with wooden shooting boxes, one of which we occupied for our lunch stop as being the only dry place to sit.
- First view of Mickle Fell
- Looking over to Swarth Beck from Scordale Head
We continued following the beck until it joined the much wider Maize Beck and carried on to the boundary fence. Luckily by this time the wind had eased, the rain had stopped and the mist had lifted. Although the amount of ascent from the beck is only some 260m it felt like a real slog over rough ground, only becoming grassier towards the top. This was our first decent walk since Easter and it showed.
- Confluence of Swarth and Maize Becks
- Looking down the boundary fence - Meldon Hill behind
But eventually the summit plateau of the fell was reached – this is flat and grassy and it was easy walking to the substantial summit cairn. The views were grey and gloomy in all directions so we didn’t hang about.
- Mickle Fell plateau
- Mickle Fell summit cairn
- View to Little Fell from Mickle Fell
Getting back down to Maize Beck was much easier when we followed one of the streams which wind through the heather. These have grassy banks which make for much faster progress. There were also plenty of grouse chicks about, which is perhaps the main reason why access routes are defined so strictly. Back at Maize Beck it was time for tea and malt loaf. On a balmy sunny day sitting here would be a delight, with the wide shallow stream gently cascading over flat rock ledges. Not today though.
- Maize Beck again
- Swarth Beck
In order to get to Murton Fell we followed the Nuttall suggestion of following Master Sike. This made sense but was still slow going. Since you are effectively walking in a shallow depression with the heather at head height it is also not very scenic, apart from the view back towards Mickle Fell.
- Mickle Fell from Master Sike
Higher up the GPS was invaluable in keeping us on track as with the joining of minor tributaries to the main stream it was not at all obvious which was which. The heather petered out quite suddenly at the top and it was then straightforward to find the few stones which marked the summit (such as it is). But at least there were decent views north to Cross and Dun Fells and south to Little Fell.
- Cross and Dun Fells from Murton Fell
- Little Fell and Roman Fell from Murton Fell
Thankfully the route back to Scordale Head was remarkably easy. After skirting round the summit tarn it was a simple case of heading SE then E over grass slopes. If one wanted to bag Murton Fell alone from Hilton this would be a decent route of ascent. After that it was just the long walk out
- Tarn on Murton Fell
- Heading back to Scordale - Roman Fell ahead
Oh that we could have been walking into the warm glow of a setting sun but it wasn’t to be. Instead the high spot of the return leg was seeing two hares as we approached the village. They ran up the track towards us, stopped for a moment with their dark-tipped ears silhoutted against the sandy track, and then bounded off up the grassy bank.