Here I am in Stanbury following in the footsteps of the Bronte
children. I drove their to walk to two
places: (1) Ponden Hall, a friend's home which the Bronte’s often visited and
(2) Penistone Crag which - a rock which was the fictional meeting place for Cathy
and Heathcliffe in Emily's Wuthering Heights.
I parked near the reservoir on a Sunday afternoon about three pm and had a jam
sandwich before setting off. To keep me company I put on an audio book - a four
hour comedy romance that started and ended on a train.
Ponden Hall
First I walked around Ponden Reservoir to get up
to the hall. Was an expanse of water was there in the 1800's? All the Bronte
siblings had died before the reservoir was built in the 1870's to supply water
to the thirsty mills of the Worth Valley. Perhaps there was a lake or just
fields. I reached Ponden Hall and ensured I walked up to the door just to truly
walk in the footsteps of the Bronte’s. All three girls came here regularly as
they knew the Heaton family and played with their children. The Heaton's were
textile manufacturers and financially comfortable. It’s thought Emily Bronte
made this place "Thrushcross Grange" which
was home of the Linton family in Wuthering
Heights. At the time of writing (2019) it's a guest house and is for sale for
£1.25 million.
I stood outside and had a look around. I could
easily imagine the children of the two families playing in the sun in the small
yard at the front. In the Bronte's era the hall was supposed to have held the
largest private library in Yorkshire which must have been a draw for the
studious girls. The garden bears two entwined pear trees said to be planted by
Robert Heaton as he was attracted to Emily (she was older and nothing would
happen). Sadly the last Heaton heir died in a mental asylum in Austrialia. Opposite the yard is a raised mount so riders
could laterally get onto horses. I’ve read the girls travelled by horse and
carriage on long distances but I've never read about them riding horses.
Pennistone Crag
From here I walked up and up through magnificent
moorland to end up at Penistone Crag. I didn’t pass a single person but lapwings
and meadow pippets darted around. I passed four
balloons tied together caught on heather and wondered where they had been
released. I started across the knee-deep heather to get them but three
surprised grouse shot up and I felt mean and returned to the path. I continued
up and up, getting deeper into the comedy romance in my ears. Paths merged into one that led up to the crag.
Farm houses once populated the moor but after the reservoir was finished
tenants moved out and they fell into disrepair. Walking up and up was sweaty
work even in the late afternoon. I had a late started after a disappointing
search for a grave in a Halifax cemetery but it was still hot. The Bronte's
must have washed their clothes regularly after so many hearty walks. There were
no knickers to worry about as women didn't wear knickers until about 1900. Only
prostitutes wore knickers.
I saw the crag across a valley before I reached
it. Emily Bronte furnished it with this name and in Wuthering Heights it’s the meeting place of the fictional Cathy and
Heathcliffe. I continued up the path looking at it
and wondered how many Japanese people had made this walk (the wooden signs for
this walk and the one up to Top Within’s are in
Japanese.) Eventually I stepped onto the gritstone
crag and wondered how many fans had stood near the edge. At the base of the
rock is hole and Emily talks of this as the “Fairy Cave”. It’s just big enough
for a human being to crawl through. I couldn’t come all this way and not have a
look so I clambered down and found she was right. I pushed myself through the
hole just to sate my appetite.
I stood there and enjoyed the solitude and the sprawl
of Stanbury. A nearby crag was where the camera must
have stood to film one of the versions of Wuthering
Heights. A pigeon was stood on it looking at me quizzically. People debate if
the Bronte locations are apocryphal - did they really write about these places?
They were probably in their minds when they wrote as they rarely left Haworth
as they were poor. They were the daughters of an impoverished vicar of Irish
peasant stock and until they left Haworth for work they walked everywhere.
Emily and Anne had dogs and a hawk to exercise and were so socially inept they
went on the moors to avoid people. They often walked four miles to Keighley to
buy stuff they couldn't get in Haworth's shops. I hope they’d stood on the
crag. With its cracking view back toward Haworth it begs to be stood on.
When did a Bronte last walk up
here? Branwell who was the only male died at the
parsonage in autumn 1848. At this funeral Emily caught a cold and died weeks
later aged 30. Anne was next, expiring the next year aged 28 in Scarborough. Charlotte
lived for another five years and though Jane Eyre had made her an
overnight sensation she remained at the parsonage. Did she walk up to Penistone
Crag alone - or with her fiancé while pregnant?
I had a Kitkat at some
ruins and made my way back down, enveloped in the play in my ears. Walking along
the bottom wall of a moorland farm a woman came out to feed some dogs and saw
me. I waved but she did not wave back. In one field I passed a black water tub
as wide as a car about four feet deep. There was a much-bloated snail about
20cm under the water. It must have fallen in so I scooped up and laid it on a
stone and it shrunk back to normal proportions. Down by the reservoir I got
chatting with a local man walking his arthritic dog. Though he’d lived there
for decades he’d never once walked up to the crag. Blimey, people come from
Japan and America to do the two-hour walk and he’d not even got up to Ponden
Hall. I’m glad I’m nosey and need to see things.
A useful link is here...
https://www.wuthering-heights.co.uk/wh/locations/ponden-kirk.php
Nearly there...
The view of the reservoir from
Ponden Hall...
Up and up, pointing back To Haworth
village...
The Fairy Cave..
A film version of Wuthering
Heights...
Time for a Kitkat...
Back to the car...