Winter Hill (North West England) - Nearby Hill Summits

Nearby Hill Summits

Name Locality Elevation OS grid reference
Winter Hill Rivington 456 metres (1,496 ft)
SD659149
Counting Hill Smithills/Belmont 433 metres (1,421 ft)
SD671141
Two Lads Hill Horwich 389 metres (1,276 ft)
SD655133
Noon Hill Rivington 380 metres (1,247 ft)
SD647150
Crooked Edge Hill Horwich 375 metres (1,230 ft)
SD654134
Rivington Pike Rivington 363 metres (1,191 ft)
SD643138
Adam Hill Horwich 360 metres (1,181 ft)
SD660126
White Brow Horwich 358 metres (1,175 ft)
SD661124
Whimberry Hill Belmont 340 metres (1,115 ft)
SD686139
Egg Hillock Belmont 328 metres (1,076 ft)
SD684142
Brown Hill Rivington 325 metres (1,066 ft)
SD644135
Brown Lowe Smithills 325 metres (1,066 ft)
SD669130
Burnt Edge Horwich 325 metres (1,066 ft)
SD667125
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