Competing with all the others for our little place in the sun, our little time.
It got me thinking, her comments often do. A favourite pass time of mine is trying to imagine how the landscape might have once looked, be that before the Industrial Revolution, the Enclosure act, the Ice age, or even just a week last Wednesday.
Up on top of Combs Moss, are the remains of an Iron Age hill fort, (I was surprised how little I could find out about it on the Internet.) But it doesn’t take much imagination to know it must have a cold draughty place to eek out a life, but maybe they didn’t live there year round
in the photo above the buff coloured grass is growing in the gully between the stone ramparts (now grassed over) that formed the forts defences, on a clear day they could have seen for miles and miles, there’d have been no drystone walls of course, or the reservoir that was built to feed the arterial system of canals that transported the goods from the cotton mills to Manchester and Liverpool, during the early years of the industrial revolution.
In some directions the view will have changed little over the centuries
( you can’t rush the growth of a peat bog, it takes centuries; but you can trash it in days)
Although as the area was later to become a royal hunting forest I imagine there might have been a few more trees than are to be seen today.
Certainly, there would have been no Rural District Council
In Chapel en le Frith
nor would there have been the Parish Church,
That went on to write it’s own dark history.
In 1648, 1,500 Scottish soldiers, taken prisoner by Cromwell at the Battle of Ribbleton Moor, were locked in the parish church for two weeks, before being marched to Chester. When the doors were opened, 44 men were found to be dead. This gruesome episode earned the church the title “Derbyshire’s Black Hole.”
Stay a little longer and look at the view, the buff coloured grass is growing on the hill fort remains; the weather was a little different the last time I visited