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Tuesday 20 April 2021

Staffordshire Way: Day 6 Lapley to Seisdon

Like the Barcelona posts, this post and its companions are a Covid lockdown project. The walk actually took place in 2005/6.

For an introduction to the Staffordshire Way, see Day 1.

Day 6 Saturday 29/04/2006

Starting the Journey Down the Tail of Staffordshire

Participants: Francis, Mike, Alison C, & Myself

Staffordshire

Another flat section, the start and finish points being small villages not particularly well-known, even within Staffordshire. This was our second day on Section 3: Parkland Staffordshire and the Southern Uplands, and Lapley is not even marked on the Section map. It is between Mitton (actually even smaller) and the Telford Aqueduct over the A5. Staffordshire has an unusual shape with a southern tail, best seen on the map at the end of these posts. It was not always like this, it looked like a regular county before its industrial south east corner, Wolverhampton, Walsall, West Bromwich and surrounding areas were donated to the new West Midlands Metropolitan County in 1974. From a walking point of view this was no great loss, what remains are a few outer suburbs and much open countryside.

Section 3: Parkland Staffordshire and the Southern Uplands

Lapley

We returned to Lapley at the end of April when the warmer weather persuaded Mike into his shorts. We hauled on our boots outside the church. The nave, chancel and lower parts of the stumpy four-square tower are Norman, above it is 15th century.

Almost ready to leave Lapley

Lapley is a small village but was once important. When Burghead, son of Ælfgar, Lord of Mercia, died in Reims in 1061 his dying wish was to be buried there in the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Remi. To this end Ælfgar donated land to the Abbey, including a plot at Lapley where a satellite house of Saint-Remi was subsequently established. Lapley Priory thrived until 1415 when Henry V suppressed ‘alien priories’ during his war with France. The Priory House survived until the Civil War when it was fortified and garrisoned. In response parliament had it dismantled in 1645.

From Lapley we crossed a field and followed a dead straight farm track to Lapley Wood Farm and  descended to the Shropshire Union Canal.

Down to the Shropshire Union Canal

The Shropshire Union Canal

The Shropshire Union was a complex network of canals. We were walking beside the main line which connects the Mersey at Ellesmere Port to the Staffs and Worcs Canal at Wolverhampton. It passes through more of Cheshire and Staffordshire than Shropshire but its purpose was to link all the canals from Shropshire and North Wales into the national system.

The Stretton Spoil Banks

Completed in 1835, decades after the other canals on this walk, it was the last of the ‘narrow’ trunk canals and the final major work of Thomas Telford. Canal building had changed since James Brindley’s day. His canals (the three previous waterways on this walk) carefully followed the contours of the land, Telford’s were much straighter, he dug cuttings, constructed aqueducts and tunnelled through hillsides. We had joined the canal at its highest point, but the surrounding land is higher still and this stretch is the Stretton Cutting; the earth dug out being heaped on either side. Now wooded, the Stretton Spoil Banks make a pleasantly shaded walk along the tow path.

The Stretton Spoil Banks, Shropshire Union Canal

Telford's Aqueduct over the London-Holyhead Road

Beyond the spoil banks the canal crosses another of Telford’s major works, the London-Holyhead Road, now known as the A5. Completed in 1826 with the opening of the Menai Suspension Bridge (see ‘Both sides of the Menai Strait’ – Part 1 ends and Part 2 starts with Telford’s bridge), the road was of great importance. The 1801 Act of Union had united the British and Irish Parliaments, so a highway linking London and Dublin via the Holyhead ferry had both strategic and symbolic value. The A5 is still, in parts, a major road, but as a whole its importance is long gone. It is still spanned by Telford’s aqueduct, so this section has seen no significant widening – but that does not detract from Telford’s achievement which, to be fair, looks more impressive from the road than from the canal.

Telford's Aqueduct over the A5

Another kilometre along the straight, flat and increasingly tedious tow path took us to Broomhall Bridge. The morning was becoming warmer and it was time to remove some outer clothing.

Broomhall Bridge, Shropshire Union Canal

Brewood

After yet another kilometre we reached Brewood Bridge where we at last left the canal and walked through the town. Although not a Staffordshire native I have lived in the county for almost 30 years and this was my one and only visit to Brewood. Pronounced ‘Brood’ it gained a reputation as a small but prosperous market town in the middle ages, and little has changed since – except our definitions of ‘prosperous’ (two oxen and a plough doesn’t cut it any more) and ‘small town’ (Brewood’s current population of 7,500 would have made it England’s second biggest city in the late 14th century).

Brewood

We left Brewood heading south west, returning to the canal only to cross Dean Hall Bridge from where we could look back at the parish church of St Mary and St Chad.

Looking back to Brewood from Dean Hall Bridge

Chillington Hall

Field paths brought us out onto the Upper Avenue of Chillington Hall. I have a drive, but I cannot imagine anyone needing binoculars to view my house from it.

Chillington Hall, middle of the Upper Avenue

We crossed the Upper Avenue near its midpoint; visitors some centuries ago would first have had to drive the equally long Lower Avenue even to reach the Upper Avenue. I have a closer view of the house, Cowpat Walks 9: Codsall (2015) followed a different footpath.

Chillington Hall from rather closer (2015)

The present house was built in 1724, but the Giffard family (pronounced with a soft ‘g’) have owned a house on this site since 1175. The continuity is remarkable, but the Giffards managed it despite remaining Catholics throughout the Tudor persecution and backing the loser in the Civil War. John Giffard is currently the 29th generation to live here. In a move his forebears might have found perplexing, he joined the police force on leaving Southampton University in 1973 and retired as Chief Constable of Staffordshire in 2006.

Chillington to Codsall

Working our way south round the estate we took a track that led to, then over the M54 – one reason why the A5 has not needed widening and Telford’s aqueduct has survived.

The M54 crossing on a quiet day in 2015

Gunstone

The same farm track continued to the hamlet of Gunstone. The name is an unusual hybrid, Gunni being a Danish personal name while tun is Old English for a farmstead. After Alfred the Great’s victory over the Danish warlord Guthrum at the Battle of Edington in 878, the Danes agreed to settle only to the north and east of Watling Street, leaving the south and west to the Kingdoms of Wessex and Mercia. The route of the Roman road known to the Saxon’s as Watling Street was extensively used by Telford in the construction of his London-Holyhead Road. We had crossed the A5/Watling Street 7km ago, so either Gunni had not read the treaty, or he had become assimilated among the Saxons.

The fishpond just south of Gunstone is an attractive place to drown worms – if that is your thing.

Fishpond, Gunstone Hall

Proof-reading Nightmare

Less than a kilometre of field paths now separated us from Codsall.

The Staffordshire Way was created and is maintained by Staffordshire County Council. They are responsible for the waymarking, which is generally good, the distinctive yellow arrows are easily seen wherever you need them. In 2015 between Gunstone and Codsall we encountered the sign below, I suspect there may be many more of them.

I do not wish to be over-critical; I am well aware of the pitfalls of proof-reading but… someone had only five words to check and messed up on the big one.

Proof-reading nightmare, near Codsall

Codsall

Codsall is a relative newcomer among Staffordshire towns. Having swallowed Billbrook and Oaken it is larger than Brewood and is the administrative centre for the South Staffordshire district. It is also only a couple of hundred metres of greenbelt from being itself swallowed up by Wolverhampton, lurking just over the county boundary.

Church Street in Codsall (in 2015, but it hasn't changed much)

We walked through Codsall to the station…

Codsall Station, still functioning, unlike so many others

…not because we wanted to catch a train, though that can be done there, but because the station buildings have been converted into a pub, a good place for a bite and a pint of Holden’s excellent Black Country Bitter.

The pub on Codsall Station

New micro-breweries and craft ales are two-a-penny, or they were before the Covid lockdowns, but it is not a new idea. Holdens have been craft brewing in Dudley since 1915. And long may they continue.

A track almost opposite the station took us to Oaken from where we followed minor roads to the A41.

Looking back at Codsall

Wrottesley Park and Hall

Once across the main road, the path runs parallel with it as far as the Wrottesley Park lodge, then turns on to the park.

Wrottesley Park

We crossed it all, but missed Wrottesley Hall - it was probably hidden by trees. The relatively modest house was built in 1923, replacing a Christopher Wren designed mansion which burned down in 1897 and that had been a replacement for a moated Tudor house demolished in 1686. Like the Giffards at Chillington, the Wrottesley family held the estate from the 12th century, but unlike the Giffards, they sold up in the 1960s.

Perton and Nurton

For most of the afternoon we were in open country but within sight of Wolverhampton. As geographers like Francis and Alison would say, between industry and agriculture is horsiculture. We certainly encountered horses, but these margins also grow golf courses and our route led us round the edge of Perton Golf Course.

Round Perton Golf Course

Perton, a few hundred metres to our left, is a large commuter village built in the 1970s on the site of the former wartime RAF Perton. Not quite contiguous with Wolverhampton it remains in South Staffordshire after seeing off an expansion attempt by its larger neighbour in 1987.

Old Perton is a line of up-market dwellings lining an east-west ridge south of the new village. We topped the ridge and set off down the wonderfully named Toadsnest Lane on the other side.

Down Toadsnest Lane

It is no longer obvious where Old Perton ends and Nurton begins (names round here swing seemlessly from imaginative to banal). At the old hamlet of Nurton, the ridge changes to north-south and we walked below it …

Nurton on its ridge

…and into Freehold Wood.

Freehold Wood

Smestow Brook

From the wood to Trescott is a couple of kilometres of flat farmland. The fields are fairly small and enough hedgerows remain for stiles to be plentiful, but it was a pleasant stroll in warm spring sunshine.

Blackthorn in blossom, near Trescott

The internet has little to say about the village apart from warnings about the ‘treacherous’ ford across the Smestow Brook, but we crossed the brook on a well-made farm track.

Smestow Brook

Smestow Brook is largely insignificant, and the Perton-Nurton ridge only stands out because the rest of the land is so flat. But, since Penkridge on Day 5 we had never been far from the River Penk. It actually runs through Perton and rises just inside Wolverhampton. The Penk runs into the Sow, which enters the Trent at Shugborough (Day 4) and discharges into the North Sea on the east coast. The Smestow Brook runs into the Stour which later joins the Severn and reaches the sea on the west coast. Between Perton and Trescott we had crossed the English watershed. This makes the Perton-Nurton ridge rather more important than it looks.

Field paths following the generally southwesterly line of the brook brought to the village of Seisdon. We had left a car on the grass verge near the substantial Seisdon House (17th century with 19th century extensions) so that was the end of Day 6.

Seisdon House

Today's distance: 22km
Total distance completed: 131km

The Staffordshire Way: The First Six Days

The Staffordshire Way

Thursday 8 April 2021

Staffordshire Way: Day 5 Cannock Chase, Penkridge and Lapley

Like the Barcelona posts, this post and its companions are a Covid lockdown project. The walk actually took place in 2005/6.

For an introduction to the Staffordshire Way, see Day 1.

Day 5 Saturday 18/03/2006

Over Cannock Chase, Down to Penkridge and Across the Flat Farmland of South Staffs

Participants: Francis, Mike, Alison C, Brian & Myself

Staffordshire

After the very flat fourth day, the contours and variety of Cannock Chase were a welcome relief. Section 3: The Eastern Valleys and Cannock Chase, starts at some apparently randomly chosen point on the Chase. After a visit to the Glacial Boulder (hardly worth its capital letters) the path took us to Bednall and then across parkland and along a canal to Penkridge. From Penkridge to Lapley is more flat farmland, rather like Day 4.

Section 3: Parkland Staffordshire and the Southern Uplands

Across Cannock Chase

Having finished Day 4 at a car park on the A513 a couple of hundred metres from the entrance to Shugborough, we had to continue along the main road to access the Chase at the Punchbowl.

We took the silver birch lined path…

Onto the Chase between the silver birches

… that rounds the western side of Harts Hill and swings left toward the Sherbrook Valley.

Into the Sherbrook Valley

The Sherbrook Valley

This is familiar territory to anyone who has seen any of the Fish and Chip Walk posts (link is to the 2020 version of this venerable institution) – and even more so to those who walked them. Also familiar is a stop to peer upwards into a tree. Francis and Brian raised binoculars that cost as much as a small car (probably an exaggeration), Mike had a less expensive pair and Alison seemed more interested in who was following us – nobody as it turned out. The object of all this interest was a small flock of siskins.

Looking for siskins

Reaching the Sher Brook at the stepping stones we did not cross, but walked along the south side of the brook for some 1500m…

Along the Sher Brook

…then we turned west straight up the valley side, stopping at the top just long enough for Francis to pose…

Francis poses after walking up from the valley

The Glacial Boulder

..and made our way to the Glacial Boulder. Though hardly huge, it is the largest of several erratic boulders on the Chase and was carried here by a glacier – probably from the Dumfries area – some 20,000 years ago. In the 1950s it is was placed on a plinth constructed from the river-rounded Bunter Sandstone cobbles that underlie most of the Chase, though the concrete base dates from the First World War. It has featured in several of the Annual Fish and Chip Walk, most notably in 2015.

The Glacial Boulder

The Staffordshire Way shares the approach to the Glacial Boulder with the Heart of England Way, a 100-mile route running north-south down the middle (or ‘Heart’ if you prefer) of England from Milford on the northern edge of Cannock Chase to Bourton-on-the-Water in the Cotswolds. We now continued west while the HoEW went south.

To Bednall and Penkridge

Bednall

Getting off the Chase from here is easy, as long as you don’t mess with the Oldacre Valley where reality and the OS map have different footpaths. The Staffordshire Way fortunately rounds the head of the shallow valley and takes you straight down to Camp Road from where a dead straight farm track leads to the A34. Having survived crossing the main road, a minor road and then a field path led us into Richfield Lane and thence into Bednall.

Down Richfield Lane into Bednall

There is not a lot to Bednall. The 19th century church is a bit too recent to be interesting, but the churchyard had a couple of benches where we could perch for coffee.

Coffee in a bench in Bednall churchyard

I cannot remember who borrowed my camera to take the picture above, but I think Brian is trying to turn them to stone. The chap on the other end of the bench looks a pleasant, smiley cove, if a little bewildered. No , he's just a grumpy old man - Lynne (long suffering wife and proof-reader.)

Being Spring there was a nice patch of crocuses in the churchyard.

Crocuses, Bednall churchyard

Teddesley Park

The 3.5km from Bednall to the Staffordshire and Worcestershire canal took us across Teddesley Park. Teddesley Hall was built in the early 1750s by Sir Edward Littleton, the 4th Baronet Littleton. He died in 1812 and was succeeded by his great-nephew who became the first Baron Hatherton in 1835. He drained and developed the land around the house creating a farm of some 1700 acres with 700 acres under cultivation and grazing for 200 cattle and 2000 sheep.

The Hall ceased to be the Hatherton’s family home after the death of the 3rd Baron in 1930. After World War II, when the house was requisitioned for billeting troops, it remained empty and decaying until the 5th Baron sold the estate in 1954 and the hall was demolished. I have no idea who owns the land now, but it is a big expanse of farmland to walk across.

Across Teddesley Park

The Staffordshire and Worcestershire Canal

We reached the Staffordshire and Worcestershire canal at Parkgate lock.

Parkgate lock, Staffs and Worcs canal

The 46-mile-long Staffs and Worcs canal, like every other canal on the Staffordshire Way (so far) is the work of James Brindley. Completed in 1771, it branches off from the Trent and Mersey canal within sight of where we veered off to the Essex Bridge towards the end of Day 4. After rounding the north of Cannock Chase it heads south and west to join the River Severn at Stourport.

Following the tow path for a little over 2km, we passed under the M6 then entered Penkridge.

Entering Penkridge on the Staffs and Worcs canal

Penkridge

The Boat Inn, where we left the canal-side seemed the perfect place to pause for a sandwich and a glass of lunch.

The Boat, Penridge

Penkridge is a well-connected little town. The M6 runs down its eastern flank (though there is no local junction), the Staffordshire and Worcestershire Canal runs through the centre, the main west coast railway line runs down the western edge (there is a station) and the River Penk runs in the same general direction though by a somewhat less direct route.

After lunch we walked through the town, over the Penk, under the railway viaduct and westwards into the countryside along Preston Vale Lane.

Walking through Penkridge

Obviously Penkridge derives its name from its situation on a ridge beside the River Penk – only it doesn’t, the river probably derives its name from the town. There is good evidence for the early settlement having the Celtic name of Penn-crug, meaning the head (or end) of the ridge or chief hill or mound, the name predating the Romans who called their local fort Pennocrucium. There is not much of a ridge, either, so the name is thought to refer to a once prominent tumulus near the earliest settlement a little south of the modern town. Several millennia of ploughing have flattened the tumulus and there is now nothing for the casual observer to see.

Penkridge to Lapley

In the fields outside Penkridge my eye was caught by a young goat….

Cute kid, Penkridge

…and in the same field, scrabbling round happily among a mixed flock of sheep and goats was an emu. I had never seen one outside a zoo before, but they are tolerant of our weather (more than I am!) and a small group are actively promoting emu farming on a national scale. For all their efforts emus seem as rare now as in 2006 – but amazingly this was not the last we would see on the Staffordshire Way.

The Penkridge Emu

Preston Vale Lane ends after two kilometres at the eponymous farm, where a right and a left alongside a stand of willows…

Willows, Preston Vale

…put us in a long straight, rather tedious farm track.

It's a long way to Mitton

This led to a minor road which took us to Mitton. We seemed to have been approaching Mitton for a long time, but when we got there, this is all there is.

Mitton

Mitton’s Victorian Manor House was a few hundred metres off our route. The garden is open occasionally as part of the National Gardens Scheme, the rest of the time the house is available for weddings and other functions.

Continuing south on field paths we reached a patch of wooded wetland where we crossed Whiston Brook. The Staffordshire Way Guide (1996 edition) refers to this area as Bickford Nature Reserve, but I can find no other evidence for the existence of such a reserve.

Crossing Whiston Brook near Bickford

From here we followed Whiston Brook westwards for a kilometre, then turned south across more field paths for the final kilometre to Lapley, the tower of the village’s Norman church providing a useful landmark. As we had earlier parked a car outside the church this was the end of Day 5.

Approaching Lapley and the end of the day's walk

Today's distance: 21km
Total distance completed: 109km

Staffordshire Way - the first 5 days

The Staffordshire Way