Saunterings:  Walking in North-West England
Saunterings is a set of reflections based upon walks around the counties of Cumbria, Lancashire and
North Yorkshire in North-West England
(as defined in the Preamble).
Here is a list of all Saunterings so far.
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128.  Spring around Scout Scar
I haven't taken our usual route, the A591, into central Lakeland for eighteen months
(since travelling to Grasmere to walk to Grisedale Tarn, in
65). We didn’t take
it on this occasion either, stopping instead to walk around the limestone escarpment of Scout Scar, west of
Kendal. We weren’t entirely sure whether central Lakeland was quite ready to welcome us yet.
We walked north above Cunswick Scar. It was a warm, sunny, windless day that made it too hazy
for us to recognise many
of our long-neglected hills. The Whinfell ridge could be identified but the aerials on it were almost invisible.
The Howgills stood like distant velvet curtains, with no discernible detail. On this occasion, therefore, we would
have to forget the long-distance views for which Scout Scar is known and focus instead on what is nearby.
Taking the steep diagonal path, we dropped down to pass Cunswick Tarn. Reeds prevented a good
view of the tarn, which is, I understand, an entirely natural tarn (and not one created for the nearby Cunswick
Hall) that sits upon an impermeable slate layer below the limestone cliffs. Past the hall we reached the
ancient Gamblesmire Lane, a delightful lane that has retained a fair smattering of wild flowers in its
hedges – bluebells, celandines, daffodils, trefoils, violets, wood anemones. It was silent apart from a
noisy green woodpecker.
Left: A barn off Garth Row Lane.
Turning south from the lane we passed some rocky ridges in the fields. I won’t pretend to be
competent enough to identify the species of rock – but I am confident that it isn’t limestone. The limestone
cliffs towered to the left and the green Lyth Valley spread to the right, whilst we walked past flowering gorse
bushes and through
fields of lambs with their mothers. Garth Row Lane was another quiet lane, which we left to walk through the
woodland of Barrowfield Lot, where there was much less wood than there used to be because of recent felling.
A buzzard circled lazily above. I had read in Jan Wiltshire’s excellent little book About Scout Scar
(Wiltshire, 2008) that there’s April blossom in Barrowfield’s damson orchard. However, what we assumed
to be the orchard had only two damson trees. Perhaps damsons are less valued nowadays. In any case, the
damson blossom was nothing compared to the exuberant blackthorn elsewhere. Still, Barrowfield
has an enviable location, sheltered within woodland below the cliffs of Scout Scar.
We continued south around the foot of Scout Scar into the enclosed area managed by the National Trust,
where it feels more like parkland, with mature trees, than on the open fell. We came hoping to find some of the
flora and fauna described in Wiltshire’s book. The book is organised as a diary, over several years.
The trouble is that these selected entries give the impression that the flora and fauna are rampantly
abundant all the time. Judging by the number of mentions, we are, for example, in April bound to hear
wheatear singing everywhere. Sadly, in the whole mile along the limestone ridge we hardly saw or
heard a single bird. It wasn’t that we couldn’t identify the birds (as is usually the case): we couldn’t
see or hear any birds to identify. The scar was silent. This normally suits me fine but here it seemed
unnatural, as if there was something amiss with the world. This scar really should not be devoid of birds.
Perhaps the unaccustomed warmth had led them
to siesta. Perhaps the stillness had eliminated their insects from the air. Perhaps there are too many
walkers on this ridge for birds.
We fared no better with the flora. Of course, the scrubby ash, hawthorn and juniper couldn’t be missed
but we did miss the early purple orchids and rue-leaved saxifrages mentioned in the April entries. The
recent lack of rain had made the area so parched that it was hard to imagine that any flowers would flourish.
The only dash of colour we saw was from a few plants that gave passable imitations of dandelions. Perhaps they
Scout and Cunswick Scars has been designated a Site of Special Scientific Interest for its flora
and fauna, although we saw little of it. We saw little of the surrounding hills either because of the haziness –
for example, we could only just make out the distinctive shape of the Langdale Pikes. At the ‘mushroom’, the
shelter that provides a panoramic view of the
surrounding hills, we looked inside the roof of the shelter to study the fine toposcope that shows, to
all points of the compass, the hills that may be seen. But the toposcope had been removed, so we
couldn't even see which hills we couldn't see. We
didn’t mind: it had been a good, varied, not too strenuous walk around the scar.
Date: April 19th 2021
Start: SD489924, car-park off Underbarrow Road  (Map: OL7)
Route: N, E, N above Cunswick Scar, NW, W past Cunswick Tarn, S past Cunswick Hall – Gamblesmire Lane – W, S – Underbarrow Raod – E, S on Garth Row Lane, S, E – Barrowfield – E, S – National Trust land – NNW – gate at top corner – N – trig point, mushroom – N, E – car park
Distance: 7 miles;   Ascent: 185 metres
131.   A Taste of the Kendal Mint
130.   By the Lancaster Canal and the River Lune
129.   From the Delights of Downham to the Heights of Pendle
127.   To Calf Top Top
126.   Return to Roeburndale
125.   “Walking is not a sport”
A list of all Saunterings so far
© John Self, Drakkar Press, 2018-
Top photo: The western Howgills from Dillicar;
Bottom photo: Blencathra from Great Mell Fell