Salter Fell Traverse on Retro MTB (summary version)
The track at Grinding Stone Rocks |
In early
June 2020 I rode out from Lancaster up the Lune Valley towards Hornby turning
right at Roeburndale Road and climbing up to High Salter Farm where the track
begins. I enjoyed views of Ingleborough, Whernside and Pen-y-ghent as they
erupted with Yorkshire pride in the Spring sunshine. The white gravel track was
flat at first but stretched up and away forming a long and winding road over
Salter Fell.
The long and winding road over Salter Fell |
Westward, a helicopter rose menacingly above the high Bowland ridge, quartering Wolfhole Crag and Ward’s Stone before it crept stealthily behind Blanch Fell.
I stopped near the summit, climbing Grinding Stone Rocks in admiration. The course of a Roman Road feeds in nearby, veering down the valley to the North. The easy-riding continued but my rear wheel slipped on a short steep section of liquid-like loose scree. Eventually, I passed a changing gate.
The track is different in character on the Ribble watershed side |
Here, fewer sheep and an abundance of gorse and heather indicated ideal grouse shooting country. I had crossed a great divide. That is, the becks now fed the River Ribble, not the Lune. Tractor-tyre-gouged craters with festering muddy-black water made the going trickier. I pushed until reaching a west-leading track that accessed an impressively rustic hunting lodge beside Baxton Hill.
Sweeping down to the Ribble Valley, Pendle Hill in the distance |
Resuming riding, deceptively false flats pre-cursed a sweeping descent to the Upper Ribble Valley, the distinctive features of Pendle Hill in the distance, marker posts for the Witches 400 trail guiding me. A squadron of RAF jets roared over Croasdale Fell nailing terrain-hugging, camera-defying passes of the valley. Mission accomplished!
On the witches trail |
Ochre-tinged,
earth-grey gravel delivered easy descending. At the top of this steamrollered terra-cotta
path a dutiful RSPB warden kept a protective vigil. A relaxed cruise towards
Slaidburn brought an unfamiliar sight…tarmacadam. Completing the off-road
crossing took two hours twenty minutes and I had plenty of light left for a delightful
warm down ride home through the Trough of Bowland.
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