There you are, admiring the gently lolloping hills and moors, when the gods reach down and pluck at the land, leaving the peculiar and entirely unique Roseberry Topping upsetting the horizon. This 200 million year-old outcrop of sandstone, admired by both the Vikings and Captain Cook is visible across the Tees Valley, and today is equally as popular amongst day-trippers, families, fitness nuts and overweight writers wearing the wrong shoes.
I didn’t know they were the wrong shoes, obviously – I didn’t deliberately set out with that intention. The problem was that there was no right pair of shoes. As a man, I only own three pairs; my trainers which are almost multi-purpose with the exception of climbing big hills, my posh shoes for weddings and funerals, and a pair of hiking boots I bought in New York four years ago and hadn’t worn since. I could have sworn I’d broken them in. I hadn’t as it turned out, at least not until today.
From its base, Roseberry Topping looks immense – a fist of rock punching through gentler slopes of brush and woodland. Then you catch sight of toddlers playfully making their way up the rubble track to the treeline and realise the climb can’t be too difficult. And it isn’t – if you’re set on reaching the summit in the shortest possible time, you’ll be there in half an hour. But where would be the fun in that? As you climb to 320 metres above sea level, glorious views of forests, farmland and unkempt moors sweep away from you in all directions.
The climb can be breathless in places, but you’ll stop so often to admire the view near and far that you’ll barely notice. At least that’s what I told myself as I wheezed my way up the rocky path. Despite what you may think, you don’t get fit sitting in a comfortable chair and frequently bothering the fridge.
The view from the peak made it all worthwhile. To the West, the wave of the Northern Pennines can be seen while to the North, the grumbling North Sea peeks from behind Guisborough Moor. Roseberry Topping is an island in a sea of unspoilt beauty, and there are few places worth making quite the effort to be stranded on.
Although I shot several minutes of video footage from the peak, the wind was gusting which means there’s nothing but static for a soundtrack, but you’ll find plenty of images on TwitPic and on Flickr. Tomorrow it’s the second challenge as chosen by the Adventure Generator and Twitter – bouldering and rock climbing in Durham. At least they’ll have some proper shoes for me to wear.
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