Viewed from the Cleveland Way, between Hutton Moor and Codhill Heights, Codhill Slack is a shallow boggy valley which drains into the River Esk and empties into the North Sea at Whitby. In the 13th century a document entitled “Cartularium Priory de Gyseburne” referred to it as Rivelingdale. It seems drier now than I remember with scattered scrub trees and with bracken encroaching, the rushes less intense with patches of Cottongrass. In the mid 19th century a leat or water race was built along Hutton Moor on the right to divert water to the ironstone mines at Hutton. This race can be still traced but I doubt if it’s still effective.
Stanghow Moor, more sphagnum moss than heather. Bisecting it is a well defined boundary between the parishes of Stanghow and Guisborough with a series of boundary stones. This is one of several that are limestone, unusual on the sandstone capped moorland but a stratum of interbedded limestone/sandstone does outcrop south towards Commondale. It would be interesting to known where this stone was quarried. It must have taken some effort to transport here.
I haven’t been able to find out who SK and AWᴰ were but TC must refer to Thomas Chaloner, Lord Gisborough. In 1814 King George III had was developing his final stages of his madness what we understand now as dementia. It would be another year before The Napoleonic Wars were over and in London a large vat full of beer at Meux’s Brewery burst, demolishing buildings and killing nine people.
Sneaking into the photo on the left is not a Barghest nor a Gytrash but my faithful hound, Kirby.