Guest blog – Walshaw Turbine 43 by Nick MacKinnon – Mark Avery

Guest blog – Walshaw Turbine 43 by Nick MacKinnon

Photo: Lydia MacKinnon

Nick MacKinnon is a freelance teacher of Maths, English and Medieval History, and lives above Haworth, in the last inhabited house before Top Withens = Wuthering Heights. In 1992 he founded the successful Campaign to Save Radio 4 Long Wave while in plaster following a rock-climbing accident on Skye. His poem ‘The metric system’ won the 2013 Forward Prize. His topical verse and satire appears in the Spectator, and his puzzles and problems in the Sunday Times and American Mathematical Monthly. Email: [email protected] 

Turbine 43: Oxenhope Stoop Hill SD 994 345 ///orders.spine.regrowth

17 January 2024 It has snowed overnight through –10°C air, so the lying snow is squeaky, the crystals holding themselves apart on thin necks: atairranaqtuq is the Inuit word. On days like this the path to Top Withens is covered in human prints by lunchtime, but this morning I am first, with only the Y-pattern of a rabbit and arrow track of a grouse in front of me. The three lasers at Haworth Parsonage can dazzle everything in the Upper Worth Valley, so I tell myself ‘No Brontës today’, and am soon beyond the ruin of W******** H******, on the flagstones of the Pennine Way.

Atairranaqtuq on the Pennine Way above WH. Photo: Nick MacKinnon

2025 is the Diamond Jubilee of the Pennine Way, a sinuous institution of our democracy. It was the brainchild of Tom Stephenson, who wrote an article in the Daily Herald in 1935:

“Wanted: a long green trail. When two American girls wrote asking advice about a tramping holiday in England, I wondered what they would think of our island, particularly of the restrictions placed in the way of those who wished to see some of our most captivating scenery. If, at the end of their tour, these visitors from across the Atlantic are over-loud in their praises of their native “Land of Liberty,” who shall blame them? They mention their acquaintance with the Appalachian Trail, a footpath that runs for 2,000 miles through the Eastern States from Maine to Georgia, established by tramping, mountaineering and other open-air organisations, and generously aided by the Government and State authorities. Now this path has been eclipsed by the John Muir Trail which reaches from the Canadian border through Washington, Oregon and California to Mexico. For 2,500 miles without any slogging on hard roads, one may follow this track over lofty peaks, by deep-cleft canyons and through great National Parks and reserves saved for all time from spoilation by unplanned and irresponsible building. After allowing for difference in geographical scale, what can we in England offer to compare with these enterprises?”

It took Stephenson 30 years to get the Pennine Way on the map, and he walked it as a 72-year old. Landowners were the main obstacles, not least Manchester Corporation, who said common people not wearing plus-fours would contaminate their reservoirs, which were then our reservoirs. At the public inquiry in 1954 Dr Wilfred Fine, a medical witness called by the Ramblers’ Association, said that typhoid was now carried by only 2.9 per million British people, and as ramblers would be younger, a much lower figure would apply, so that, “in three hundred years, in round figures, two carriers could be expected to pass along that part of the Pennine Way.”

The 2024 Spine Race, the whole Pennine Way from Edale to Kirk Yetholm, has been through this week. I don’t know who said, “The reason men are faster than women at running is that the races are nowhere near long enough”, but Jasmin Paris put down an imperishable marker in 2019 when she became the first woman to win the Spine Race against all comers, and in a record time. She expressed breast milk for her baby during her breaks.

1902 boundary stone on Dick Delf Hill, the proposed site of Turbine 45. Photo: Nick MacKinnon

The PW levels out on the pass; today it feels like an alpine col. A right of way (not marked on the OS 25000, but there was a rotting sign in 2019) leaves the flagstones, passing a 1902 boundary stone, and the rest of the way to Turbine 43 lies along the watershed, the very edge of Mr Bannister’s proposed wind farm, and a popular high-level walk from Haworth.

The plateau between T45 on Dick Delf Hill and T43 on Oxenhope Stoop Hill. The windfarm is Ovenden Moor, about 7km away, whose turbines are only 110 m high: CWF’s will be “up to 200 m”.  Photo: Nick MacKinnon

The snow is still squeaking, and only when I stop can I hear the chat of the grouse, which is mostly “Go back! Go back!” as though they had been trained by Mr Bannister, using a pocketful of Heather Treats and a double-barrelled shotgun. At last, I meet two ecstatic women and their dogs. The lurcher is “out of sorts, but pulling himself together” and comes over to tell me so. The collie is engaged in her Sisyphean task of rounding up the whole world so she can shut the gate and be done with it at last. We share our astonishment at the day and the place, and they carry on to T45 while I head for T43. I won’t meet anyone else until I’m back in the valley. A short rise finds the standing stone at the top of the hill.

Oxenhope Stoop Hill the proposed site of Turbine 43. The white oblong in the middle distance is a burned strip. The turbine will be 150× higher than the boundary marker. Photo: Nick MacKinnon

The impact on landscape and habitats of this wind farm is grim, but some of its turbine sites are especially crass, and T43 is one of them. “Stoop” is Yorkshire dialect for a standing stone on a boundary, stemming from the Old Norse word stolpi:  a post. Oxenhope Stoop Hill is the climax of the view up the Worth Valley from the blocks of flats in Keighley and was one of the places Keighlians were drawn to for freedom during lockdown, particularly the Muslim community, particularly on Fridays, and particularly women.

As I walk inside the perimeter of the turbine foundation  ///what3words produces uncanny commentary like an electronic Ouija board.


Does this refer to the community fund offered to the people of Calderdale in return for their submission?


Startlingly exact after an uncertain beginning.


An indictment of the way T43 will degrade and deplete the peat resource? A commentary on our relentless selling of the family silver, so that all we have left to pawn to the Saudis are the wild places?

I settle for the optimistic incantation ///orders.spine.regrowth to mark T43, in tribute to Jasmin Paris, and the tireless work of Jenny Shepherd, who has campaigned for years to stop Mr Bannister burning the peat on our spine, only to find he now proposes to dig it up, dry it out, and scatter its sequestered carbon to the winds.

The snow makes casting about for the ribbon of path down on the Haworth side even more difficult than usual. You can’t see the line until you are committed to the tussocks and heather. It runs just east of the grouse butts, down to the strange col between Stoop and Harbour Hills, which is a mini-version of the ‘great nick’ above the Watersheddles reservoir, west of the Wolf Stones. A lake was impounded in the Worth valley at various levels by the Aire glacier, 10,000 years ago, and these cols were cut and smoothed like jug lips, in the case of ‘great nick’ allowing Yorkshire’s water to slop back into Lancashire. (See here p235, but all of this long paper is interesting if you live nearby and wonder about the landscape.)

Under new snow, the eroded path down the B**ntë Falls to the B**ntë Bridge will be lethal, so I circle Harbour Hill clockwise on the neck-breaking brink of Crumber Dyke, and only meet the Pennine Way again at our gate, walking over ‘snow that was once squeaky but is now silent’: qiqirrituq.


The various groups campaigning against Calderdale Wind Farm have come together as Save and Restore Walshaw Moor.

We are hoping that local artists and writers will make a creative response to the wind farm in each blog. Get in touch with Nick by email if you would like to make a creative response of any kind (painting, poem, music, …) This one is by Vicki Haythornthwaite Millar who was brought up at Scar Top Farm by Ponden Reservoir when there were far more lapwings and curlews than there are now, and has lived in Riddlesden since 2005.

Curlew Exclusion Zone. Vicky Haythornthwaite


This is the 2nd in a series of 65 guest blogs on each of the wind turbines which Richard Bannister plans to have erected on Walshaw Moor. Turbine 11 has already been described. To see all the published blogs – click here.



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