I am slowly going through and uploading over 100 photos of my Coast to Coast trip into a new gallery.
Some of them I have also made into header images – have you spotted them yet?
It will take me a little while to load and then caption all of them up, please be patient and enjoy those that are already there…
The final stage into Robin Hood’s Bay on the final day. At just 12 miles I hoped I could get there in time for lunch and a celebratory cream tea.
Within 5 minutes of setting off, and with the B&B still in sight, the sky went black and it began to hail. Not the perfect start to the day, but it did not last long and the weather improved slowly all day.
It was just a short 8 mile stroll this morning, rather than the 20 mile hike some do to make it to Robin Hood’s Bay in one day from Glaisdale – which is the traditional way of completing the walk.
Even starting gone 9am, stopping at the North Yorkshire Moors Railway, and a walk via the Hermitage and Flowing Foss waterfall would not delay me too long. Continue reading
After being given a delightful hand-drawn map of the route back to the Coast to Coast route I was off up onto Urra Moor and Round Hill with fewer obstacles that had hindered my route down yesterday.
Apart from the initial climb up onto the ridge this morning the walk was very easy. Thankfully the flagstone path had made way for a gravel track, and the section across the first moor was easily completed as the Cleveland Way headed north and I continued east to follow the route of a now disused railway. Continue reading
Ahead the North York Moors, but starting in the Vale this morning the first objective was to make it to the ridge with the masts.
The beginning of the walk was beautiful through open broadleaved woodland, skirting the edge of the more dense coniferous plantation. After a mile or so the Coast to Coast route joins the Cleveland Way, and it is this path that I would be following all day and into tomorrow. Continue reading
A mammoth hike of 23 miles, though there was hardly a climb in sight across the flat plain of the Vale of York, but it was still 23 miles never the less. It was the day that I said would be kill or cure.
After an early breakfast I was heading out of Richmond and straight for the sewage works. Thankfully after the works a short wooded section where a carpet of wild garlic grew helped clear the nose. Continue reading
This was one of the prettiest walks of recent days, and the weather was good for most of the day. It was not the longest of walks but it had pretty much everything a valley walk could offer: streams, meadows, woodlands, and pastures full of sheep and cattle. Continue reading
Having spent the night in a B&B 2.5 miles south and downhill from Keld (in the beautiful village of Thwaite) I was keen to get a lift back up the road in the minibus which was collecting my bag. Unfortunately it arrived just as breakfast did, it was a hard choice but with toast in hand I climbed on board.
A few steps along the Pennine Way, to cross the river, and I was back on the Coast to Coast heading east past one of the waterfalls which Keld is famous for. It was here that I saw the first primroses next to the falls.
With bags packed early and another delicious breakfast I was off with clear blue sky, a few fluffy white clouds, and a warm sun. Continue reading
The cloud was high as I set off this morning, with patches of blue sky. The wind had also dropped overnight.