PEAR TREE LOG

pear tree log: I started this blog to keep my younger son, Jonny, in touch with life in Lincolnshire, while he spent a year working in China. That year turned into five! Now he is home and training to become a physics teacher. This is simply a patchwork quilt of some of the things I enjoy - life in rural Lincolnshire, our animals, friends, architecture, books, the gardens, and things of passing interest.



Tuesday 31 July 2012

An Utterby Hidden Gem

Utterby is a Lincolnshire village, which is intersected by the A16 road.   It is an attractive village with some equestrian properties, one property which looks as though it could be where "The Good Life" is now being lived, and plenty of nice country homes.
Just off the main road is a lane, take it and you are led into another world.  A quiet, leafy lane which just reeks of money - both old, and new.   The village church lies down this lane and I'll post about it another time.   This is the Manor House, which is located right opposite the church, it was built in 1639, I believe.  

However, the thing which I was investigating was this little bridge.

It is almost parallel with the road and is so small you could very easily overlook it.

This particular bridge dates from the 14th Century, but would have replaced a much earlier one.

It is a packhorse bridge.  Packhorses were the main method of transporting goods; wheeled carts were very rare - and it certainly would not have been possible for one to pass over this narrow bridge.
From Roman times salt had been produced on the coast and transported from the coast to inland towns, along a 'salt way' and it is thought that this was on an old salt route.   It is very narrow.  Of course I had to walk across it and tried to imagine what it must have been like back in those days.  Some days I feel like an old packhorse, so it wasn't difficult.

You may wonder why I called it a gem, after all, it is only a bridge, albeit an old one.  It is one of only three surviving salt bridges left in the country.  A rare and special example of something which was important.


It is tiny and would only allow the passage of a single horse at a time.   The lack of a parapet is usually explained as allowing the laden horse to pass over unhindered.

As I walked back the lane to visit the church I notice this row of stones..
...a little detective work tells me that they are what remains of a causeway which led to the little bridge.



All this history, a mere couple of hundred yards off the main road - which I have driven so many hundreds, if not thousands of times, and I didn't know about it.

The churchyard has a wildflower area, to encourage wildlife - a delightful surprise.
Somewhere, hidden away is an old holy well, which in ancient times was considered to have healing properties.  Pilgrims who visited it left their bandages on the surrounding bushes...

A few years ago someone found the well and cleared it, but it was dry.  When he re-visited about 6 months later it had filled with red/brown water.   I couldn't find any sign of it and there were no bandages to guide me, thank goodness.



28 comments:

  1. Beautiful pictures and a interesting story. The little bridge is very nice and what a luck that it's still there. Have a nice evening.

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    Elna

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    1. Hello Elna, I am so pleased you enjoyed seeing it, a rare survivor from so long ago.

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  2. oooh, the mystery of the hidden well...

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    1. Hello Dom, Now that sounds like the title to an Enid Blyton's Famous Five Adventure story...

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  3. Dearest Elaine...so much history in one small bridge. And to think, you actually walked on the same ground. You know, Scotland has something similar to the holy well, called a "Clootie Well".

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    1. Hello Dear Meggie, Now that is interesting. I had heard of clootie dumplings, but not a Clootie well. When I found the bridge was easily accessed, and that it was possible to walk it - how could I resist? So many feet and hooves have crossed that bridge, it was amazing.

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  4. Hello Elaine:
    What a delight this post is. So completely English and Utterby, with its church, manor house and meadows looks to be absolutely charming. But the 'gem' for us too is the wonderful salt bridge which is, as you say, so very rare and which most likely goes unnoticed for the greater part of the time. And how splendid that you spotted the causeway - such living history!

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    1. Hello Jane and Lance, Isn't it a wonderful little bridge - built by skilled hands, so long ago and pounded by countless feet since then. Quite wonderful. I absolutely revel in those quiet little snippets of history.

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  5. Again, wonderful history around every corner. Love the cobbled bridge.

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    1. Hello Cro, The mighty Humber Bridge is splendid and quite beautiful from the south bank - but this little bridge is far more special to me.

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  6. Beautiful. I always think about people long gone when I visit old places. I went to some roman bridges when I visited Italy some weeks ago.
    Groetjes, Gerda

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    1. Hello Gerda, I'm delighted that you enjoyed seeing the little bridge. Italy is such a beautiful country, I always enjoy visiting it.

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  7. How wonderful that the salt bridge survived intact for centuries! I recently watched a very interesting documentary about the English manor houses and their place in history. It seems that the series "Downtown Abbey" was historically accurate in every detail.

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    1. Hello Ms Sparrow, Isn't it amazing to think of all the things which have happened downt he centuries since that bridge was built. I am gathering a file of photographs of various manor houses which I have found in the villages around here. I'll post about them before too long - none of them are as grand as Downton Abbey, but I think you may enjoy seeing them nonetheless.

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  8. I got goosebumps as you were describing the laden horses carrying salt over the bridge...and you got to walk over too!!! I love these tales.
    Jane x

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    1. Hello Jane, Isn't it amazing - so many horses, and people have used it and still it stands there, sturdy and strong. The church is slightly older, but it was the bridge which 'spoke' to me.

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  9. You are the mistress of byways, and bring back the pictures to prove it. Lovely.

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    1. Hello Joanne, I had to smile when I saw your comment - there is a house called 'Byways' in our village, it belongs to some friends of ours. I still keep thinking about that quiet little bridge and how it has stood through so many centuries.

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  10. What chills you give me by sharing this piece of history. This bridge is a gem for withstanding the test of time. I love your stories. XOXO

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    1. Hello Susan, It really is amazing how such a tiny bridge has survived so well, testament to the men who built it so long ago. I suppose it has survived because it is so small and insignificant - unlike Bolingbroke Castle which I'll be posting about soon.xx

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  11. oh my goodness.... I would love our churchyard to have flowers like those!

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    1. Hello John, Aren't they a delight. They really cheered the place up, beautifully and usefully.

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  12. I love these historical and somewhat mystical places around you. I would find that bridge very moving. I hope you'll go back and find that well. I have a Band-Aid you can leave behind.

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    1. Hello Mitch, I shall watch out for the Band-Aid - perhaps that is why I missed it, I was looking for bandages...

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  13. Loved walking the bridge with you! What a treat. I'm fascinated with the causeway and the history of the bridge. You can just imagine the sound of a horse(s) clip clopping over those stones.

    Janet

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    1. Hello Janet, I thought you might enjoy it, I confess it was definitely as the horse that I crossed the bridge! I felt their burden. Clip clop, clip clop across the causeway and over the bridge. At least they didn't have speeding traffic to contend with.

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  14. Beautiful countryside, love the 14th century bridge . . . and letting my mind wander and imagine . . . once again, lovely . . .

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    1. Hello Lynne, I still find it incredible to think about how much has happened in the world since that bridge was built, let alone how many horses and people have passed over the little bridge, and yet there it stands, sturdy and strong.

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