Ackworth RFM Blue Line Walking with Peter
Ackworth
RFM Blue Line
Walking with Peter
28/11/25
A bright and cool but not cold winter morning with low blinding sunlight greeted us at the station car park in Ackworth.
We headed through the country park at Fitzwilliam towards Ackworth Moor Top.
A very small Robin fooled us into thinking it was another species but we realised after a couple of minutes it was definitely a Robin. I love the way Robins show themselves to you when you are out on these kind of walks.
The way through Ackworth Moor Top was like a linear park with info boards for the kids. I love this kind of thing somehow it feels right.
At the edge of the built up area we had an option on the map to go through some greenery rather than the estate so we took it. We only just managed to get through the brambles but it was still fun.
We crossed the main road towards High Ackworth. There are a lot of Ackworth place names here.
Down Mill Lane we headed towards Low Ackworth past a pair of magnificent weeping willows.
The path took us through a very muddy farmyard past some hairy youngsters.
This is flat arable farmland with huge fields broken only by the railway embankments and streams The teeny viaduct looked almost cute.
As we neared the railway a train passed.

On the other side of the railway we headed alongside the embankment to the next tunnel. We saw a Buzzard really close and watched it wheeling across the field at low level. It was beautiful to see, what a treat. The tunnel formed a frame for the picture of Ackworth in thedistance.
On the other side of the railway we headed alongside the embankment to the next tunnel. We saw a Buzzard really close and watched it wheeling across the field at low level. It was beautiful to see, what a treat. The tunnel formed a frame for the picture of Ackworth in thedistance.
Trudging across the field which seemed to be at least a mile long was an unusual experience. Our feet slowly caked with mud until it was like walking on stilts.
More mud through a building site then we were into Badsworth, not pretty but wealthy.

This part of the walk included a few roads and we were glad to leave it.

The path associated with Hemsworth bypass was much better than a pavement next to the road.
Leaving the nice clean path we had to go down a muddy farmtrack featuring huge puddles covering the whole path.

Greeting us as we approached Hoyle Mill Dam was a Heron but it didn't hang around drifting off over the lake like a pteradactyl.
We had been here on our last walk passing several chicken farms.
The industrial zone was smelly and noisy.
The Greyhound stadium was a surprise and as the gate was open we popped inside to see the track. This prompted a couple of greyhound racing anecdotes from me and from Peter.

Up through Kinsley back to the bridge over the railway to the car park and our cars.
More mud through a building site then we were into Badsworth, not pretty but wealthy.
It was time for a break as this was about the halfway point so we headed for the church where a bench is almost guaranteed. It was a lovely church and as Peter pointed out extensively and sympathetically restored. He fancied taking a look inside but our muddy shoes and the closed door made that a non starter.
The lane out of Badsworth gave us a great view down over the huge field we had just traversed. This part of the walk included a few roads and we were glad to leave it.
The path associated with Hemsworth bypass was much better than a pavement next to the road.
Leaving the nice clean path we had to go down a muddy farmtrack featuring huge puddles covering the whole path.
Greeting us as we approached Hoyle Mill Dam was a Heron but it didn't hang around drifting off over the lake like a pteradactyl.
We had been here on our last walk passing several chicken farms.
The industrial zone was smelly and noisy.
The Greyhound stadium was a surprise and as the gate was open we popped inside to see the track. This prompted a couple of greyhound racing anecdotes from me and from Peter.
Up through Kinsley back to the bridge over the railway to the car park and our cars.
I arrived home half an hour later and it absolutely hammered it down, how lucky were we.
This wasn't a walk of great views or spectacular architecture just a walk through the countryside. It was enormously enjoyable and at 9 and a bit miles long enough to be a proper ramble.
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