Loes suggested a walk out west to explore Longlands Lake near
Cleator Moor.
After enjoying the lake we just kept on walking and ended up
exploring the old railway tracks that encircled Cleator Moor.
[ The route included several minor sections
of day-one of Wainwright's Coast to Coast as it passes through
the town and heads for Dent Fell.]
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On the road from Cockermouth to the west coast
is a tourist sign pointing the way to
the car park for Longlands Lake.
I must have been past it a hundred times over the
years
but today Loes suggested we make it a destination.
Little did either of us expect to walk over
8 miles
on what was the minor walk we initially planned.
Loes has walked many of these paths before
as she lives close by at St Bees,
but I think even she was surprised
how far we ended up walking.
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The entrance
to Longlands is via a fine suspension bridge . . . |
. . . which crosses
over the River Ehen to get to the lake. |

The open water is an old drowned iron
ore mining area that first produced ore in 1879.
The four pits in the area were closed by 1924
but it wasn't till the late 1930's that the old mine area started
to collapse down
and as the workings started filling with water
it created the basis of the lake and wildlife area that we see
today.

Several examples of old industrial constructions
are still evident to see.
This was probably the base of some heavy ore
crushing machinery,
to break down the ore into smaller pieces and
enable it to be transported and smelted.

The lake is now home to an abundance of wildlife.
Here we have mallard ducks, swans and two gulls
on the jetty.
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A young
swan, yet to achieve full white colour . . . |
. . . a centre of attraction
for the adult (on the left) ? |

Suddenly there was conflict and a second adult
comes crashing in, chasing the first one away from the younger
bird.

The chase is fast and furious . . . lots of
noise but not actually leaving the surface of the lake.
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After a few minutes peace reigned once again.
I'll leave you to fill in the rest of the back-story.
I don't talk "swan" but that body language
was pretty clear to me.
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We continue on around the lake, enjoying the sunshine as
we walked.

A colourful artwork, presumably an NHS Rainbow, part way
along the opposite side of the lake.

The three quarter of a mile round circuit was great . . .
but it would hardly tax the dogs or our stamina.
Rather than cross back across the footbridge, we headed out
on the path along the eastern side of the Ehen.

We passed Ehen Hall, hidden in the trees.
Ahead were some of the riverside properties of the village
of Cleater itself.

We look to our right and there was a clear view of the summit
of Dent Fell.
Just after Black How Bridge over the Ehen (which we didn't
cross) we followed a track that would take us in the Dent
direction.
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A remarkably
straight, stoney lane took us up towards Black How Farm. |
Across the way was the
old Kangol clothing factory. |
Cleator had several cloth mills on the banks
of the river, so it was logical to set up a clothing factory
in the area.
It became famous for Kangol Fashion Wear and
even a range of berets and hats.
Sadly closed now and the grounds are used as
a park-and-ride for Sellafield workers who can get bussed down
to the coast for their work.

Half way up the lane, an old building with a
fine old red-sandstone arch.
This is probably "the forge" talked
about in the local literature. It was a part of the iron
mine's support industries including making picks and shovels.
The stonework looks about the same vintage as
the old mines and Ehen Hall itself.
[ To this day, a modern metal fabrication works
and forge still exists close to the car park where we started
the walk.]
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The track leads up to Black How Farm,
"home of the British Lop pigs" . . . |
. . . however the public footpath
through it was almost unusable due to mud. |
We back-tracked and cut through the outer farmyard
to get to the road.
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Ancient pig sties, the
original homes of the pedigree ? |
The 'Coast to Coast' path heads off
up Dent at this point. |

We follow the minor road north east towards
Wath Brow Bridge.
Along the way we got views of the large catholic
Church down in the valley and the tower of the Phoenix
Enterprise Centre on the hill beyond.
Cleator is famous for its catholic population
and is often known by the name "Little Ireland".

A more rural aspect as we look across now to
the houses of Cleater Moor, the upper part of Cleater.

This local gentleman with a fine 'horse in harness'
has crossed the bridge and was heading in our direction.

Wath Bridge at Wath Brow, the area of Cleater
Moor close to the River Ehen.

Loes walks over to the popular summer picnic
area next to the river.
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The area has several sculptured stone seats
inscribed with what looks like a Phoenix design.
The ducks might be pochard or teal of some sort.
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No doubting the area we are approaching.
It's decision time, head back for the lake, or explore more
but have a longer walk back ?
The weather was fine, the afternoon yet young, and more history
awaits . . .
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A short way up the road a path heads
off through some private housing . . . |
. . . along a narrow but much used
footpath. |

This was obviously the back entrance to one
of the Cleater Moor rugby pitches.

The "white house" on the hill, originally
a water board facility at one time by the look of the architectural
design.

Over the roadside hedges we can see the Ennerdale
side of the Buttermere fells.
The classic rising ridge walk can be seen from
Herdus to Great Borne, Starling Dodd, Red Pike, to High Stile
and beyond.
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Some unpicked crops in
the field, the dark leaves being due to frost. |
Cabbage to the left, beet to the right. |

Another unusual public footpath, which winds
its way through the yards and driveways of the houses at Scalelands.

Our return half of the walk started as we reached
the old railway track that skirts around the northern side of
Cleater and Cleater Moor.

Strange how a railway bridge that I've driven
under so many times before, looks so different when viewed from
above !
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This old railway has been adopted
as a Sustrans
Walk and cycle way . . . |
. . . and supports artwork inspired
by local schoolchildren. |

That wall alongside the track belonged to the
railway not a farm.

The area between it and ourselves must have
been a old sidings area.

Maybe this next flooded field was another old
iron mine or quarry which the railway supported.
It turns out that this part of the Sustrans
network is known as "The
tracks of the Iron Masters".

Old artifacts have been re-cycled into seats
and artwork.

We walk under the bridge that carries the Frizington
to Cleater Moor road.
The modern ironwork set into the ground is to
discourage users other than walkers or cyclists, once the gate
is shut.

More modern artwork . . . I love the worm !

The old railway turns south around the top of
Cleater Moor and we pass under another road bridge,
this one carrying the main B 5295 road to to
coastal town of Whitehaven.
The Phoenix is represented in the artwork on
the bridge, the classic bird that 'rose out of the ashes'.
It seems to have been adopted by Cleater Moor
which has being regenerated out of the ashes of the iron mining
industry of the area.
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Within the artwork and under the bridge
is a reference to a local man
who achieved 110 marathons in 110 days .

The Marathon Man was running 26 miles each day before
work
and raised money for charities along the way.
I had the privilege of meeting him last
year
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The West Cumbrian Cycle Path continues on .
. . and we continue along it.
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More poetry and a cold
seat to rest upon if you wish. |
An old rail junction at Moor Row now
offers a choice of routes. |

We continue our way south across a new footbridge over "Blind
Lane" below.
The green notice advises horse riders to dismount . . . or
risk banging your heads !

More old railway architecture, presumably the location of a
track side hut. Now another seat fills the alcove.
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A redundant railway telegraph
pole. |
Loes has walked on ahead while I've
been taking pictures ! |

Time to leave the rail network or we'll walk
right past the lake where we started.

More equine landscapes as we walk down towards
Cleater Village.

We must be on the Cost to Coast again as we
stroll along "Wainwright's Passage".

The Cleator
Cricket Club had the distinction of winning the National
Village Cricket Cup Final at Lords in 2013.

Cleator, though famous for it's Irish immigrant
workforce, its large Catholic Church and catholic
background
also has a large Church of England influence,
as seen in this rather fine red sandstone building.
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The white sign to the side says
" St Leonard's welcomes Coast to Coasters"
"Have a great walk."
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Blue skies, lenticular clouds . . . and the symmetrical backs
of the Cleater's roadside housing.

Down at the posh end of the village, closer to Ehen Hall .
. . the symmetrical housing here is of an older generation.
This one was dated 1845 and the one next door has the inscription
of 'The Old Hall'.

A classic red sandstone arch in the roadside wall that surrounding
Ehen Hall gardens.

The impressive hall was built by Mr
John Lindow (1804 - 1878).
He was presumably the entrepreneur behind much of the local
industry as owned at least 15 iron mines in the area.
The iron of West Cumberland made the area one of the most important
steel-producing
regions of England and, for a short time, the world.
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A quick road walk, past the modern forge and metal
fabricators once more
and we were back at the cars at the end of the walk.
A lovely outing in a walking area new to me.
Thanks Loes.
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