Cockett Hill

Hill, Mountain in Dorset

England

Cockett Hill

Samuel Crumpler's Oak Tree, Old Park, Lytchett Matravers See also:
<a href="https://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/5129868">SY9295 : The Giant and the Dwarf</a>

A COUNTRY TRAGEDY
By Beau Parke
Samuel Crumpler paid the price for being so nice
and trusting with his bull;
He walked the field that blistering Summer&#039;s day
whilst checking acreage and gauging chores
unmindful of his young and powerful charge.
Then suddenly the animal took pace
and rushed and roared and snorted t&#039;wards his face,
whilst Sam stepped back, yet still believed
the bull was easy to contain:
But on it went, momentum built
to such a speed and strength that Sam, alarmed,
tried frantic&#039;ly to reach for branches of the nearby oak,
but failed to get the leverage he needed now
to avoid its frenzied, maddened surge;
He yelled in terrifying pain as he was pinned against
the trunk and gored relentlessly by this unreal, unreasoning
monster that he&#039;d fed and nurtured from a calf;
The blood was spurting forth as sweat and slime and slaver
from the bull was intermixed with gore,
and bones were crushed till Samuel Crumpler&#039;s broken frame
was tossed into the air, now cruelly
scythed and crunched beyond all comprehension.

His sorrowing widow and nine sons and daughters
saw him laid to rest a few days later
in the Village Churchyard, knowing that local history
had been made at his expense for trusting that
young bull and lowering his guard.
Samuel Crumpler, wheelwright, carpenter and sometime farmer died,
aged fifty-five, in 1849; a kind and strong and gallant,
some say foolish, family man. — Samuel Crumpler's Oak Tree, Old Park, Lytchett Matravers Credit: Becky Williamson

Cockett Hill is a prominent natural landmark located in Dorset, England. Situated near the village of Cattistock, this hill stands at an elevation of approximately 207 meters (679 feet) above sea level. It is known for its stunning panoramic views of the surrounding countryside, making it a popular destination for outdoor enthusiasts and nature lovers.

The hill is characterized by its gentle slopes and rolling landscape, covered in lush greenery and scattered with patches of woodland. It is predominantly composed of limestone, which contributes to its distinctive geological features. Cockett Hill is part of the Dorset Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, which recognizes and protects its unique and visually appealing landscape.

Several footpaths and trails traverse the hill, offering visitors the opportunity to explore its natural beauty by foot. These routes provide access to the summit, where one can enjoy breathtaking vistas stretching across the Dorset countryside, including nearby valleys, farmland, and quaint villages.

Cockett Hill also holds historical significance, as it is believed to have been used as an Iron Age hillfort in ancient times. Archaeological evidence suggests that the hill was fortified with ditches and ramparts, serving as a defensive structure. The remnants of these ancient fortifications can still be seen today and add an intriguing layer of historical interest to the site.

In summary, Cockett Hill in Dorset is a picturesque natural landmark with stunning views, diverse flora, and historical significance. Its accessible trails and captivating scenery make it an ideal destination for outdoor enthusiasts and those seeking a peaceful retreat in the heart of the English countryside.

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Cockett Hill Images

Images are sourced within 2km of 50.758781/-2.11056 or Grid Reference SY9295. Thanks to Geograph Open Source API. All images are credited.

Samuel Crumpler's Oak Tree, Old Park, Lytchett Matravers

See also: SY9295 : The Giant and the Dwarf A COUNTRY TRAGEDY By Beau Parke Samuel Crumpler paid the price for being so nice and trusting with his bull; He walked the field that blistering Summer's day whilst checking acreage and gauging chores unmindful of his young and powerful charge. Then suddenly the animal took pace and rushed and roared and snorted t'wards his face, whilst Sam stepped back, yet still believed the bull was easy to contain: But on it went, momentum built to such a speed and strength that Sam, alarmed, tried frantic'ly to reach for branches of the nearby oak, but failed to get the leverage he needed now to avoid its frenzied, maddened surge; He yelled in terrifying pain as he was pinned against the trunk and gored relentlessly by this unreal, unreasoning monster that he'd fed and nurtured from a calf; The blood was spurting forth as sweat and slime and slaver from the bull was intermixed with gore, and bones were crushed till Samuel Crumpler's broken frame was tossed into the air, now cruelly scythed and crunched beyond all comprehension. His sorrowing widow and nine sons and daughters saw him laid to rest a few days later in the Village Churchyard, knowing that local history had been made at his expense for trusting that young bull and lowering his guard. Samuel Crumpler, wheelwright, carpenter and sometime farmer died, aged fifty-five, in 1849; a kind and strong and gallant, some say foolish, family man.

Becky Williamson

The Giant and the Dwarf

This veteran Oak tree is dwarfed by its infant neighbour. It soaks up the negative energy emitted by the pylons. For more information about this oak tree, see SY9295 : Samuel Crumpler's Oak Tree, Old Park, Lytchett Matravers.

Becky Williamson

St Mary's Church, East Morden

Becky Williamson

Lytchett Matravers, power lines

Striding across grazing land.

Mike Faherty

Lytchett Matravers, bridleway

Through grazing land, from Middle Road to Halls Road.

Mike Faherty

Lytchett Matravers, caravans

Traditional Dorset shepherd's caravans, in a field next to SY9394 : Lytchett Matravers, bridleway.

Mike Faherty

Lytchett Matravers, pumping station

On Halls Road.

Mike Faherty

Lytchett Matravers, Halls Road

A straight road connecting Bulbury Lane with Wareham Road, and forming the boundary between Lytchett Matravers (left) and Lytchett Minster (right). To the front is an illegible boundary stone.

Mike Faherty