THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

Roseberry Topping stands out in grim isolation, on its masses of alum rock, like a huge seaworn crag, considerably over 1,000 feet high.  But this strangely menacing peak raises its defiant head over nothing but broad meadows, arable land, and woodlands, and its only warfare is with the lower strata of storm-clouds.

Home/Scenes, 1904

I saw grey jet dumps on the sides of the brown moors as I climbed through Chop Yat, and soon afterwards came to the end of the Feversham Estate and looked round over the many noses and steep edges of the Cleveland Hills, to the monument to Captain Cook, and the queer isolated, thousand-foot knoll that is Roseberry Topping, one side of which is eaten away by the ironstone mines.  The water here ran through orange-coloured beds, and the hillsides were scarred with orange streaks.

Mais/Island, 1933