Over­seas Walk: Rose­berry Top­ping

Walking New Zealand - - Contents - By Leah Bronn, age 15

It was a hot day for York­shire, the tem­per­a­ture reach­ing 30 de­grees at least. The sun was out with no sign of rain on the way. Per­fect weather to climb up a hill Mum thought, so off we went. Mum ex­plained a lit­tle about Rose­berry Top­ping as we made our way there.

It is a famous land­mark in York­shire, a highly vis­i­ble cone-shaped hill, with a rock at the top. It got its name from the an­cient Viking god Odin. The top­ping part came from the old Norse word Top­pinn, mean­ing hill. She also said it is one of the high­est peaks in York­shire. I didn’t like that part. It was 30 de­grees out­side, or more, and I cer­tainly didn’t feel like climb­ing some ran­dom peak!

Presently, Mum turned off the A173 be­tween the towns of Great Ay­ton and Guis­bor­ough, into the car park at the bot­tom of Rose­berry Top­ping. When we got out of the car, I soon re­al­ized that the “big­gest peak in York­shire” turned out to be rather small in com­par­i­son to the moun­tains and peaks I had climbed back in New Zealand, so I needn’t have wor­ried.

We paid the park­ing fee of two pounds and headed off. We set out at a brisk pace along a wide path, flanked by tall hedgerows on ei­ther side.

Shortly, we be­gan the gen­tle in­cline as we reached the forested, lower reaches of Rose­berry Top­ping. We passed through a “kissing” gate and car­ried on along the path that led us into the start of the woods. The tall sy­camore trees and gi­ant oaks pro­vided wel­come respite from the swel­ter­ing heat of the sun. It took us ten min­utes to tra­verse the woods and emerge back into the open again.

Mum and I con­tin­ued up­wards, stop­ping oc­ca­sion­ally to ad­mire the views of the farms and vil­lages, which grew smaller, the higher we climbed.

From the top we had a great view on all sides. Look­ing east, you could see the ocean. The great mass of wa­ter sparkled bril­liantly from the re­flec­tion of the sun. Then in the other di­rec­tion we could make out tiny trac­tors in the dis­tance put­ter­ing around in the fields gath­er­ing

bailage. It was per­fect weather to be out on the farms.

Op­po­site us on the next hill over was a mon­u­ment erected in mem­ory of Cap­tain James Cook. He grew up on a farm near Rose­berry Top­ping, and went to school in the nearby vil­lage of Great Ay­ton. Ap­par­ently when he was young, he used to climb Rose­berry Top­ping fre­quently. Per­haps it was here at the peak that young Cook would look wist­fully out to sea and yearn for far off lands.

Af­ter some photos, Mum and I headed back down the other side of the hill. It didn’t take long to get down and soon we were back in the woods. We took a dif­fer­ent path from the one up, but it was much the same. All in all, the walk took us around one hour.

Op­po­site page above: Head­ing along the path with Rose­berry Top­ping in sight. Below left: Mum (Helen Bronn) and my­self (Leah Bronn) at the carpark. Above left: Kissing gate we passed through. Above right: Walk­ing through the woods.

Rose­berry Top­pingAbove: View from the top of Rose­berry Top­ping. Below left: An­other view from the top.

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