From David Desforges (12th January 2017)
Been reading the sledging clip,we would sometimes use the hill to the
side of the row of houses on donkey row side of the railway and sometimes we
would sledge down railway road starting of at the top where it joined station
brew road swinging right hurtcaling past the bottom of station steps to
the bottom and over the road that went past the railway where someone
would be watching if a car was coming, on one trip down and on getting
near the bottom car coming was shouted so I had to sledge straight on into the
house wall banging my head in the stonework ,67years old now and still have
that lump on my forehead ,david desforges
LOVELY MEMORIES SHARED TO US BY ANNA
CUNNYNGHAM (ex pat living down South)
Sledging
For the
four years we lived in Haslingden, each winter was predictably enveloped in
deep snow since the westerlies brought ballooning mountains of moisture which ,
confronted by the implacable Pennines, would dump onto us avalanches of snow
which would drift and blanket the town for weeks and months on end. The
local kids quickly became adepts at dealing with the stuff and there was a
perfect sledge slope in Victoria Park which, after the first snowfall
would speedily fill up with families out for a spot of fun.
But in
some ways the best sledging wasn’t done in winter at all. They were four hot
summers we lived there (1974-78), with uncharacteristically dry weeks
stretching rainless and shimmering through the school holidays and beyond. The
reservoirs shrank, the NO SWIMMING notices got ignored and bewildered oldies
were thwarted from complaining about the weather.
Now was
the time to find cardboard boxes, beat them flat and trudge up onto the
heights above the town. We lived on Blackburn Road just where Hud Rake swoops
down and joins the main road, so for a brief walk we could cross the road, turn
up Hud Rake and scramble up the steep hillside beyond, up towards Slate Farm.
In minutes we were high above the town with a commanding view over
towards the hills in the west known as Oswaldwistle Moor .
We threw
our cardboard down, slid our bums into position and we were off, careering down
the grassy slope as fast as over snow. There’s something special about grass at
800 feet: it is quite unlike the grass you find in parks and gardens in the
valleys. Its tough resilient blades aren’t flat but cylindrical, dark green and
shiny and perfectly designed to allow any smooth surface to travel over it at
speed. The more sophisticated sledgers brought out their winter sledges –
plastic trays appeared too and a riot of kids would hurtle down the hot
slippery grass , tumbling in a heap to rise and climb again.
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Skating on Holden Wood Reservoir (Photo: Andy Metcalfe)
Above is a photograph from the distant past kindly sent in by Andy Metcalfe. Andy is the one in the centre with the blue and white (Leeds) bobcap and to his far left with the red and white bobcap is Stuart Beardmore. It was said that the ice on the res that year was 8" thick for quite some time.
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Andy wrote: This is the bombhole at Longshoot in early 1979. We could sledge from the top all the way to the stream by Grane Mill. In Summer we would sledge on cardboard on the dry grass then go "Sweelin" (set on fire). Is "Sweelin" a local word?
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MORE LOVELY MEMORIES SHARED TO US BY
MICHAEL MULLANEY (8th December 2016)
Following on from Anna Cunnynghams
memories of sledging in 1974-78.
In the 1950's which were my formative
years in Haslingden, the heavy winter snow falls arrived with regularity and
stayed for weeks which curtailed the movement of motor vehicles everywhere
except the main bus routs.
Everyone would reclaim their home made
sledge from the coal hole and set about polishing the iron runners to clean off
all the accumulated rust otherwise you would not get any speed up, no fun in
that.
Every location would have its own sledging
place. As for me living on the Long Shoot housing estate we made good use
of Kirk Hill, that is the rough track extension at the top of Poplar Street at
its junction with Cedar Avenue up to the junction with Haslingden Old Road.
It had a right hand bend half way down
with a set of five large stone steps which allowed access to the allotments,
when covered with deep snow made a high speed bank to be negotiated on the way
down.
Several failed to get round the bend and
ended up shooting up and over the garden fences behind Cedar Avenue which was
even more exhilarating.
If it was a prolonged cold spell, with
work, the sledging track could stretch as far as the bottom of Poplar Street
and Hillside Road. All to soon the council would battle its way through
and salt the side street followed by the thaw.
The thrill of sledging down an
uncontrollable run was as exciting as it got, even better when you linked up to
ten sledges together to make a flexible toboggan train with each rider having
to hold the sledge rope tight otherwise the train broke apart creating a
pileup. Despite the risks I never knew anyone who sustained any injury.
Only for the brave was belly flopping, like the Cresta Run with your face
just a few inches from the ground. As well as belly flopping another
rider would sit across the back of the laid down rider like riding a horse...
great times, you cant replicate that on an electronic gizmo.
Another good sledging track was the
pavement down Rosewood Avenue, that was until the householder came out and
scattered the hot ashes from the coal fires across the track spoiling the fun.
Michael.
A view of Grane kindly shared by Tim Kirby
The following three pictures taken at Fairy Glen in Grane Village and kindly shared by Tim Kirby.
Bury Rd Haslingden in the snow. Kindly shared by Tim Kirby.
A view of Grane kindly shared by Tim Kirby
The following three pictures taken at Fairy Glen in Grane Village and kindly shared by Tim Kirby.
Bury Rd Haslingden in the snow. Kindly shared by Tim Kirby.
St Stephen's Church and Grane Rd in the snow. Kindly shared by Tim Kirby
Sledging in Victoria Park. Kindly shared by Tim Kirby
Blizzard 1933 - Acre with Carter Place in background
Photo: Kindly shared to us by Gary Barnes
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Snow scene at old cottages on Helmshore Rd opposite Flaxmoss House c1930s
Photo: Kindly shared to us by Gary Barnes
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Snow scene on Helmshore Rd by entrance to Flaxmoss House c1930s
Photo: Kindly shared to us by Gary Barnes
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