Wigtwizzle - Norman Smith's Travel Blog.: saltaire

It had seemed like an eternity since I had last been out with Sal. Our circumstances dictated that we had to stay apart and our only contact had been through the internet and the odd phone call. As some of the lockdown restrictions had eased, we decided to bite the bullit and see each other whilst still abiding by the social distancing guide line.

Sal rode her bike along The Leeds-Liverpool Canal towpath and we met in Saltaire. I bought us a couple of takeaway coffees and a pasty each and we went in to Roberts park to scoff them and have a natter. It was fabulous to see her again but felt so strange to be having to keep 2 metres apart. We caught up with all our news and gossip and then had a short walk through the park and on as far as the weir on the River Aire.

By then it was rather miserable and raining quite heavily so we reluctantly agreed to go our seperate ways and also agreed to meet up again and maybe have a walk in either Myrtle Park or even go up to St Ives which we both had missed.

A morning of mixed emotions with both happiness and sadness. One thing is for sure though, it was ace to see her again.

Robert's Park Cafe

Salts Cricket Club Pavilion

Wild flower meadow

River Aire Weir

The Tern Terror

Leeds Liverpool Canal

Saltaire

Salts Mill

Leeds Liverpool Canal

Refreshment Barge

Saltaire United Reformed Church

Saltaire Railway Station

Salts Village

Vack Alleyway Salts Village

Salts Village

Bins, Salts Village

Salts Village

Salts Mill

"The house was commissioned by Titus Salt Jnr, the youngest son of the famous Victorian wool baron and philanthropist Sir Titus Salt, and built in 1869 to the plans of Thomas Harris. Sir Titus built up a highly successful business weaving cloth in the grim mills of Bradford. He had always been concerned about the workers within the township, which had one of the worst records in Britain for poor living and working conditions and short life expectancy. These concerns were behind his plan to construct a new mill and village well away from the squalor and pollution of Bradford.

He built his mill one mile north east of the town of Shipley on the banks of the River Aire. Workers cottages and houses soon followed, he named his enterprise Saltaire.
Today Saltaire is still a very impressive place to visit. In its heyday it was nothing short of miraculous. People travelled from miles around to see the gargantuan mill and adjoining settlement.
Titus Salt made a vast fortune from his mill at Saltaire and earned a lasting reputation as one of the great Victorian Paternalists.

After Sir Titus's death in 1876 it was Titus Jnr who took up the reigns of the business empire.
Under his leadership the fortunes of the family and Saltaire fared well, for a while.
Titus Jnr and his family enjoyed an idyllic life at Milner Field. They were at the pinnacle of West Yorkshire society and this position was further enhanced by two royal visits. Alas this opulent lifestyle was not to last.

Changes in the fashion market caused a downturn in demand for the type of material produced by Salts Mill. Trade tariffs in America saw one of their main export markets virtually dry up. An expensive venture into coal mining and iron production in America may also have added to Titus Jnr's bad fortune. More money was lost on the Royal Yorkshire Jubilee Exhibition in 1887.
Titus Jnr had been diagnosed with a weak heart condition in 1885. These troubles no doubt placed an extra strain on an already unwell man. Titus Jnr was found unconscious in the billiard room of Milner Field on Saturday 19th November 1887 and was pronounced dead shortly after.
Although Titus Jnr had only enjoyed the house for 18 years it is perhaps better that he did not live to see its fate.

There now befell a series of unfortunate events and turns of bad luck which would gain the house a grim reputation. James Roberts became the owner of Saltaire and eventually bought Milner Field from Titus Jnr's widow, Catherine. Although Roberts ran the mill enterprise very successfully and was well liked in Saltaire, bad luck seemed to dog his family.

His eldest son died of pneumonia in 1898.
His youngest son drowned while on holiday in Ireland in 1904.
His second son Bertram died of a nervous illness in 1912.
His remaining son was badly injured in the great war and was unable to work again.
On top of this his married daughter Alice was involved in a national scandal involving the death of an amorous admirer.

Subsequent owners of Milner Field also encountered bouts of misfortune and ill health. There were several unusual and unexpected deaths among the owners families leading to the house gaining a sinister reputation and making it difficult to lease or sell.
Two failed auction attempts would find the house unoccupied and untended. The once grand property was now used as a source of spare roofing and building materials for the mill during the first and second world wars.

In the 1950s an attempt was made to flatten the house by dynamite. This failed, a testament to the quality of the original builders. It was subsequently razed to the ground by demolition gangs. At the present time, 2013, the parkland has been much reduced in area.
All that remains of the house are a few piles of rubble, scanty traces of the mosaic floor from the giant conservatory and the openings to the partially filled in cellars, which once ran under the entirety of the house.

The entire site is completely overgrown and there is much debate as to its future.
The only saving grace to the story is the North Lodge, which has been lovingly and tastefully renovated and gives a hint at what the house may have looked like". -
www.milnerfield.co.uk/

Milner Field House

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This was another local walk I went on with Sal and another to an area that I hadn't visited since I was a child; in fact I hadn't done the Milner Field part of the walk at all! We parked up in Gilstead near Bingley to explored the grounds and woods of Milner Field where Sir Titus Salt jnr built his magnificent residence. We then carried on through the woods to Shipley Glen where we stopped for a coffee before going back to my childhood and riding on the old tramway.

There once was a small fairground at the top of the tramway where I used to work in my younger days but I believe it was closed many years ago. I should image this was mainly because it didn't meet any safety regulations. In fact, looking back, it was a dangerous place to both work and visit.

Sadly, these days, the area where Sir Titus Salt built his house is a complete ruin with parts of the mosaic floor of the giant conservatory being the only thing which has survived. Fires have been lit, litter is scattered about the place and it now appears to be used as a drink and drugs den. A sad reflection of our times I'm afraid.

Putting this to one side, it was a lovely and very enjoyable walk for both of us. Living on the opposite side of Bradford, I have missed out on so many walks in the Bingley and Shipley areas over the years. Its only since knowing Sal that I've discovered Bingley St Ives which is one of the most popular spots in the district! Also the other week she took me on a lovely walk to nearby Load Pit Beck and woods which I never knew existed. On the plus side, I am aware of them now and I will return to them once the autumn leaves are turning as this is when they will be at their best.

Sal spent the rest of the weekend relaxing after a tough week and I went up to The Lakes to catch up with friends and do a bit more walking.