We live close to the Derbyshire border and fairly near to two of the five rivers in the area where they converge at Malin Bridge. These rivers and streams with their fast flowing water from the surrounding peaty moorland heights were ideal for powering the wheels of up to twenty mills along their courses. One of the most famous was Mousehole Forge at Malin Bridge which produced anvils that were exported worldwide.
Malin Bridge Corn Mill is a listed building that has had a new lease of life after a period of decline by being converted into apartments. The water wheel is now just a show piece.
| A plaque marks the site where this mill (using a tilt hammer) stood. |
There are several conservation groups in these valleys who work to preserve and record the heritage of this industrial past and encourage the effective management of the wildlife habitats in the area. Many of the 20 mills and forges no longer exist, but the artificially created ponds which used to feed them do. The area around the dam nearest to Malin Bridge was upgraded for recreational use with bench seating and this is the pond we have been coming to in the Rivelin Valley.
Below the pond is the river and I go and explore.
I hear rustling behind a tree. The squirrel freezes and I stay still
as I take the photo before it scampers off.
I walk along the path by the pond and cross a stone walkway
at the head of the dam.
Which path do I choose? The right one continues along the river bank
and the left one leads to the road.
I pass a stone bridge which leads to another village.
The Holly Bush Inn is close by the bridge on the far bank.
at the head of the dam.
Which path do I choose? The right one continues along the river bank
and the left one leads to the road.
In fact, a walk (or drive) along the Rivelin Valley Road is a pleasant one. Once a cart track it's now a main road that leads out to the Derbyshire Reservoirs and the Snake Pass route to Manchester, Lancashire and Cheshire. The Rivelin Valley still runs through farmland and for 5 kms it's lined by an avenue of lime trees.
I pass a stone bridge which leads to another village.
The Holly Bush Inn is close by the bridge on the far bank.
I rejoin the river side by another bridge where there's a cafe
and children's play area.
I pass another weir before walking through the woods
back to the pond. It's a good circular, short walk.
We usually sit near this tree and just around the bend in the path
I know Mr. P and grandson will be there hoping for some action!
An old timer, Ebenezer Elliott, wrote some verse....
Beautiful river! goldenly shining,
Where, with the cistus, woodbines are twining,
Birklands around thee, mountains above thee,
Rivelin wildest! Do I not love thee