The well-consolidated western rim of the cairn, right up against the edge. Looking west towards Eyam Moor over the Derwent Valley.
The well-consolidated western rim of the cairn, right up against the edge. Looking west towards Eyam Moor over the Derwent Valley.
The flattened top of the NW cairn, with remains of cist (note as well the two slabs pressed into the ground to the right of the propped slab). The view stretches away down the Derwent Valley.
Curbar Edge NW, approaching from Stoke Flat stone circle.
The northern entrance stones, revealed after a little bracken trampling.
Many of the low stones are hidden in the dense bracken.
Somewhat meagre seasonal offerings in the hollow of the tallest stone.
Looking across the circle from the southern entrance.
Looking across the circle from the northern entrance.
Two cairns near the edge of Curbar Edge. Descriptions from Heritage Gateway:
Curbar Edge NW (SK 2548 7560)
18m in diameter and 1m high, hollowed out as a result of excavation 24.4.1913 by the gamekeeper Mr. E. Peat and the Marquis of Granby who found a bronze knife-dagger, burnt bones, a food vessel, flint thumb scraper and a central cist of large slabs.
Curbar Edge SE (SK 2589 7509)
The monument is prominently located 50m from the edge towards its southern end and includes a roughly circular heather-covered gritstone cairn with a diameter of c.12m and a height of c.1.2m. Although the monument has not been excavated, its form and location, together with its proximity to other prehistoric remains, indicate a Bronze Age date.
Looking eastwards over the circle towards Harland Edge.
The biggest stone is now practically supine. Unless action is taken, it will be face-down fairly soon.
With the low stones of the western arc in the foreground.
Rowtor Rocks, September evening.
Doll Tor stone.
Transient art. An arrangement of cones, twigs and berries in the centre.
No matter what nonsense gets thrown its way,this is still one of the finest stone circles to visit.
A sky without a god is a clear, clear sky.
Looking down on Darley Dale and the Derwent Valley. The Gorse Stone can be seen on the lip of the moor, in the middle distance (centre).
T2 looking fine in the early evening light. There seems to be a new bush of some sort growing from the centre, which is less fine.
The heather guards its secret well, but it’s there if you know where to look. Looking across the Derwent valley.
Bracken doing its best to hide the site from prying eyes, but it’s still a lovely place to come. Unbelievably, the first stone circle I visited this year.
Looking down on the Derwent Valley from the rock basin behind the Gorse Stone.
The Gorse Stone with Stanton Moor rising behind.
Towards the western end of the cross-dyke, crossing the photo from bottom right to centre left.
Looking downhill along the cross-dyke to its eastern end. The low bank can be seen heading away from the viewpoint, just left of centre, with a ditch running alongside on its right.
The northern side of the barrow.
Beneath the vegetation, the top of the barrow is level and doesn’t appear to have the usual central crater or hollow.
Sizable chunk of limestone on the top of the barrow.
The eastern side of the barrow.
Seen from the path to the south, the barrow is more obvious than I’d hoped.
Visited 30 August 2020 after leaving Withington long barrow. I thought this one might be harder to find in August vegetation, but it proves to be easy. It’s visible next to one of the main paths running through the woods, prominent above the immediate surroundings and sporting a fine crown of ferns.
It’s pretty big and appears to be well-preserved, although the vegetation makes it difficult to properly see the extent of the mound. On its top, beneath the ferns and brambles, it appears to be constructed of limestone rather than being an earthen mound.
One word of warning – even in pleasant summer weather, the tracks through the woods are very muddy. I pass a couple who have come to pick blackberries, and white trainers maybe weren’t the ideal footwear.
From here I head northwest to seek out the multiple banks of a cross-dyke shown on the OS map. It proves to be a very reduced monument, struggling to be seen above calf-height undergrowth. Still, it’s a pretty spot and I stop for lunch.
I leave the woods to the northeast and drop down to the pretty villlage Withington, where the cool interior of the church is open for visitors, the first I’ve been inside this year. From there it’s an easy stroll back to Colesbourne and the bus home. The monuments in Withington Woods aren’t of the first rank, but in this strange summer of limited travel and adventures close to home, I’m delighted to have visited some new-to-me sites in such a lovely woodland setting.
Looking towards the northeastern end of the barrow.
Looking northeast along the barrow from its southwestern end.
The southwestern end of the barrow.
Looking southwest along the barrow.
The first sight of the barrow from the north.
Of the four new-to-me Gloucestershire long barrows I visited during the post-lockdown summer months, Withington is both the best preserved and potentially the least easy to get to. Visited 30 August 2020.
I start from Colesbourne down in the picturesque Churn valley, a nice summer Sunday stroll along a quiet lane heading east then north up onto the high ground of the west Cotswolds. A bridleway from Hill Barn provides somewhat muddy access to Withington Woods. I get the feeling that this woodland is a ‘country pursuits’ kind of place, as various quad-biking lads wearing gillets and farming gear pass me en route and the distant crump of shotguns, a Cotswolds staple, breaks the peace.
Once in the woods I’m foolishly confident of choosing the right forestry track from a selection, but not sure how overgrown the barrow might be at the tail end of August. In any event, I end up going round in a circle, as the barrow isn’t apparent on my initial pass of the area where I think it is. Second time around, I realise that I missed it because it’s actually inside a high-fenced pheasant or partridge enclosure. Luckily the gate into the enclosure isn’t locked, otherwise there would be no way of getting to the barrow.
The barrow is actually much better than I’d expected, a fine upstanding mound covered in pieces of limestone under a sparse covering of shrubby bushes and less undergrowth than I envisaged. I find no sign of the chamber referred to in Chance’s miscellaneous notes but it’s still an impressive monument.
Despite the nice woodland setting, the barrow isn’t a particularly inviting place to hang around, as being effectively enclosed by 7 foot high wire mesh with only one way in or out kind of kills the atmosphere. Still, it’s really pleasing to find a decent monument here, the main threat to which seems to be tree roots and some light animal burrowing in the flanks.
Having escaped the wire, I head northwest along a broad track to seek out Withington West round barrow.