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Buckden Pike and Great Whernside
Statistics:
Buckden Pike map
Start:
Kettlewell village
Start (OS ref):
SD970723
Map (1:25,000):
OL30 Yorks Dales North & Central
Parking:
Car park in Kettlewell (£3 in 2004)
Distance:
12 miles (19.2 km)
Time:
5 - 6 hours
Difficulty:
Very Hard
Climbing:
849 metres
Hazards:
None
Refreshments:
Kettlewell village
Route Map:

Summary:
This walk includes a poignant meeting with the past. On Buckden Pike there is a memorial to the Polish crew of an RAF Wellington bomber that crashed on the moor during a snowstorm in November 1942. It must be visited for the story is inspiring as a sole survivor of the crash found his way off the moor to safety with the unlikely assistance of a fox.  I'll tell more about the story in the text of the walk. The walk itself is a classic dales journey from Kettlewell to the Pike and then on to Great Whernside. The views from Great Whernside on the walk back to Kettlewell are well worth the effort. They are some of the best in the dales.

elevation profile

The Story of the Walk:

Top Mere Road and Starbotton Road
Little Whernside
The junction of Top Mere Road and Starbotton Road
A lonely pool with Little Whernside in the distance

This is not a walk to consider in winter or any time in spring before the ground firms up. Buckden Pike has a great name and a tragic past but it is also a bog. I've ventured up it on many occasions and got soaked up to my knees on most of them. It's also the only hill that has ever defeated me on a walk for a few winters ago when Dave, Steve and I came up to walk it and were caught out by a severe snowstorm. It drove us back down the hill as there was no way we could climb as the storm became worse. The snowstorm came without warning and had certainly not been forecast. I wonder if that is what happened on the fateful day on 31 January 1942 when the Polish crew of the Wellington Bomber crashed on the hill. The story of the crash and the ordeal of the sole survivor Joseph Fusniak is a remarkable one. He wandered lost on the moor and only made it down because of the unlikely help of a fox. The whole story can be read on the Buckden Pike homepage. I recommend you go there and read about it. Back to the present now and there was no chance of being caught out by the weather during my walk this time. The forecast was fine, yet again. It had been a remarkable May 2004 and with no rain for a couple of weeks the ground was certainly drying well. In fact the local farmers were taking in their first silage cuts when I arrived in Kettlewell to start my walk. I began by leaving the village and walking due north to gain height on the Top Mere Road track. I soon was enjoying good views of the Upper Wharfedale valley and of Great Whernside, my final target.

Buckden Pike
Great Whernside
The memorial on Buckden Pike
On top of Great Whernside

After less than an hour I reached the junction of Top Mere Road and Starbotton Road (point A on map) where I took a short break in the peaceful surroundings. After my break I cut off track for a short distance to track north until I met the Starbotton Out Moor track which led me along the western flank of Buckden Pike. At the junction with Walden Road I turned west and reached the track that led me to the trig point on Buckden Pike (B). I didn't stay for my stopping point was the memorial which is about 100 metres due south from the trig on the way to Great Whernside. I reached the memorial and stopped. I read the inscription which reads 'Thanksgiving to God - The Parker Family and local people and in memory of five Polish RAF Airmen who died here 31/1/1942  buried in Newark - The Survivor' What hell it must have been for him. I imagined him struggling on the moor and as I paused for my break a group of walkers arrived to also pay their respects. This is a sad place but for me it is also inspiring for Joe did make it off the hill in the most remarkable of circumstances. I finished my break and left the memorial until my next visit. I walked south and east along a wall towards Tor Mere Top (C). This section is where the boggy ground is usually at its worse. Even with the recent good weather I expected to get a little wet but I was hardly splashed. The ground had really dried out and I passed Tor Mere Top dry. I continued on down from Tor Mere Top and reached the road crossing at Little Hunters Sleets (D) without a problem. I couldn't believe it.

Dowber Gill
Kettlewell
Walking down to Dowber Gill Beck from Hag Dyke
The splendour of backstreet Kettlewell

I walked from the road crossing down to a gill and took a deep breath. the next 20 minutes or so were going to be the toughest of my day and as I climbed steeply up the flank of Great Whernside. It's only a 200 metre climb but it is straight up and I took it in phases of 100 steps. Huff, puff, huff, puff pause. Then again and again and again. I finally reached a stile (E) that would take me onto the final easy walk to the top. I was jiggered and rested at the stile until I got my breath back. Relieved as it was easy now I walked up the crest of the hill to the distinct shaped boulders of Blackfell Crags. After inspecting them I walked along the ridge to the trig point of Great Whernside (F) and then took my final break in amongst the hidey hole rocks that litter the top of the hill. After my refreshments I moved off the top and started my descent back towards Kettlewell. It's steep from the top all the way to the Hag Dyke scout house (G) but take your time here for despite the tough descent the views on this section of the walk are superb. It would be a shame to rush down and look at where you are putting your feet all the time. At Hag Dyke I decided to drop down from the main track into Dowber Gill. I followed the lovely little gill alongside its beck into the village. This completed my super days walking. What next?

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