Green Moor RFM Blue Line Walking with the Grandkids
Green Moor
RFM Blue Line
Walking with the Grandkids
15/06/25
A nice walk from the TPT car park on Finkle Street to Green Moor and back on a hot June Sunday morning. I always worry a little in these areas about livestock as farmers seem to use dangerous animals as barriers for walkers. We would see plenty of livestock today but luckily nothing too dangerous.We started on the TPT (Trans Pennine Trail) but only for a couple of hundred yards and then it was a short hop through a field to the bridge on Finkle Street over which runs the TPT.

The route passing Cherry Tree Row dropped us on to the River Don at a place I remembered last visiting in my childhood only about 57 years ago.

We set off up the slope at the start of todays only major ascent. Lola was enjoying the rock in the road.


The hill was reasonably steep and the ascending ridge above the tree covered vertiginous slope to our left was exciting to cross but in places real care had to be taken to avoid falling. Lola and I saw a Barn Owl softly drift away from us into the lower trees. What a great sight that was.

The horses at Holly Hall were curious and the views over towards Wortley really nice.

There were plenty of butterflies. As we climbed higher these 2 horses curiously watched us from below.

The views from the top towards Deepcar and Wharncliffe Crags were verdantly very pretty.

Stocksbridge has never looked so nice. In the far distance you can just see the moors above Langsett. We were there last week.

We crossed a field to the old quarry at green Moor Delf. The quarry is now a very pretty nature reserve.

We walked down the hill with views to Stainborough and beyond past the Walks around Green Moor sign into the village itself.

We had a break in the park next to the stocks.
Thurgoland was clearly visible on the hillside opposite.
This was an incredibly quiet village we didn't see anyone or many cars.
Leaving the road we passed quite close to this little herd of bullocks. They were interested enough to watch us carefully but thankfully kept their distance only watching us descend from their field.

The descent took us through some prickly plants and Lola was a little put out by the scratches. You never know what you will get on my walks. There is no cottonwool for the kids here.


This area was just so beautiful and so underdeveloped that it felt like heaven. I am so happy the kids could experience this paradise.
This tree on a hill stood out like a sore thumb.

Back to the River Don and a high footbridge.
Just wonderful.

I have no idea what they call this little group of houses and a long terrace but on the map it is called Woodman Farm.

The woody route followed the River Don.

We reached the viaduct at Black Moor and were confronted with these young bullocks who were cute though the black one had some attitude. His ear tag said Elmo and Elmo wanted to block us but he gave way after a little gentle persuasion. Don't want to meet him in a few months time. Lola and I loved his name, good old Elmo.

A bit of rough slopes and a scratchy overgrown path led us to the TPT again.
The little cows were now at the bottom of the field.
We all chuckled over these 4 crows taking a walk just like we do... in 2 groups of 2. Me and Lola in the front and Lacey at the back taking photos with Max close by. It might be an in joke but it was really funny.
I turned the wrong way and we went towards Penistone for a while until I realised the mistake and we re-traced our steps. Sorry kids.
We could see the hill we had climbed and Green Moor from the TPT. It always looks further away than it actually is.
Finally we got back to Finkle Lane and the car.
The route passing Cherry Tree Row dropped us on to the River Don at a place I remembered last visiting in my childhood only about 57 years ago.
We set off up the slope at the start of todays only major ascent. Lola was enjoying the rock in the road.
The hill was reasonably steep and the ascending ridge above the tree covered vertiginous slope to our left was exciting to cross but in places real care had to be taken to avoid falling. Lola and I saw a Barn Owl softly drift away from us into the lower trees. What a great sight that was.
The horses at Holly Hall were curious and the views over towards Wortley really nice.
There were plenty of butterflies. As we climbed higher these 2 horses curiously watched us from below.
The views from the top towards Deepcar and Wharncliffe Crags were verdantly very pretty.
Stocksbridge has never looked so nice. In the far distance you can just see the moors above Langsett. We were there last week.
We walked down the hill with views to Stainborough and beyond past the Walks around Green Moor sign into the village itself.
We had a break in the park next to the stocks.
Thurgoland was clearly visible on the hillside opposite.
This was an incredibly quiet village we didn't see anyone or many cars.
Leaving the road we passed quite close to this little herd of bullocks. They were interested enough to watch us carefully but thankfully kept their distance only watching us descend from their field.
The descent took us through some prickly plants and Lola was a little put out by the scratches. You never know what you will get on my walks. There is no cottonwool for the kids here.
This area was just so beautiful and so underdeveloped that it felt like heaven. I am so happy the kids could experience this paradise.
This tree on a hill stood out like a sore thumb.
Back to the River Don and a high footbridge.
Just wonderful.
I have no idea what they call this little group of houses and a long terrace but on the map it is called Woodman Farm.
The woody route followed the River Don.
We reached the viaduct at Black Moor and were confronted with these young bullocks who were cute though the black one had some attitude. His ear tag said Elmo and Elmo wanted to block us but he gave way after a little gentle persuasion. Don't want to meet him in a few months time. Lola and I loved his name, good old Elmo.
A bit of rough slopes and a scratchy overgrown path led us to the TPT again.
The little cows were now at the bottom of the field.
We all chuckled over these 4 crows taking a walk just like we do... in 2 groups of 2. Me and Lola in the front and Lacey at the back taking photos with Max close by. It might be an in joke but it was really funny.
I turned the wrong way and we went towards Penistone for a while until I realised the mistake and we re-traced our steps. Sorry kids.
The treat of the day was the Thurgoland Tunnel which is long, cool, echoey and luckily lit. It was really cool.
We could see the hill we had climbed and Green Moor from the TPT. It always looks further away than it actually is.
Finally we got back to Finkle Lane and the car.
Another great walk, this one had lots going for it I would recommend it to anyone.
5.7 miles
525 feet ascent
01:52 hours mins walking time
3 mph
The highest point of the walk was 1074 feet.

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