In remote communities, Corpse Roads were used to transport the dead to the nearest Parish church for burial. There are a number of superstitions and ghost stories associated with these Corpse Roads, as you can imagine.
I don’t know for sure if this is a genuine Corpse Road, but I have been told by the locals that it was used to ferry the dead to the local church at Greenhow, so I guess maybe it is – although it could equally be a farmers track or a miners road.
So many of these old routes have passed into legend or lost to memory that it is hard to tell one way or the other.
Still, I like to believe that this was a Corpse Road, and maybe if you listen hard enough you can hear the hearse creaking over the ruts, and the weeping mourners dressed in their Sunday best on their was to church over the moors.
Or maybe not…