Country diary: Welcome to the hill where anything, it seems, can happen | Walking
There’s something special about Hood Hill, I tell my son Lochy as we begin climbing. It’s not just the pleasing symmetry, pointy summit and epic view. Not just that it has intriguing medieval earthworks and weird erratic boulders dumped long ago by wandering glaciers. It’s more that this hill, and the moor-edge landscape it is…
