Ne’er Cast A Clout

Till May be out. Or so the old saying would have us believe. However, it doesn’t refer to the month of May; rather the blossom of the hawthorn tree (also known as May).  In the Yorkshire Wolds May blossom is out and so we cast off our clouts (warm clothes) and walked part of the Yorkshire Wolds and Minster Way, taking in Huggate and Millington.


On this 6.3m circuit we passed scarcely another soul, unless you count the semi-naked rambler. And when I say rambler I mean 70yr old shirtless grumpy bloke (no walking kit). Very odd. Or maybe not, in Huggate. 

I’m very fond of the area around Millington Pastures, especially the road which winds its way along the valley bottom. There’s something especially pleasing about the stark, olive green escarpments of the wolds landscape.   Of course, when we go walking we don’t just walk: we birdwatch and birdtrack; mammal watch and mammaltrack; geocache and count butterflies. There are many (welcome) interruptions. Today we saw skylarks, lapwing and buzzards; startled a hare and avoided a herd of beasts (cows). I have a phobia about being in the same field as cows so when we saw this

I was far from happy. Fortunately the cows and their bull stayed high up on the hill as we (I) cautiously made my way along the valley bottom and up towards Well Dale where we stopped for lunch. Just above Saintofts Plantation, further along the Minster Way, was where we did all our birdwatching, seeing everything in threes. By this time we were only a mile or so from the end. A lovely 2 1/2 hr walk (plus time for lunch) then home for tea and apple cake.

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