Excellent adventures in travel
Word pictures and snaps of our three trains + bus journey from Whitby to Seahouses. Pheasant families feeding in the mowed fields. The moors: rolling meadows, mounds of trees, brownish-green hedgerows carving up the landscape (seen through murky train windows). After Middlesbrough we’re in the industrial north: smokestacks and steel, buildings of concrete and sheet … Read more
After two days of marathon walks, we made Friday an easy day plotzing ‘round Whitby. Here’s a tour of the town. Whitby library what was. In Bram Stoker’s time, the second floor (1st floor in British parlance) was the public library, right above the public pool (and next door to brothel row – now arcade … Read more
Thursday we took a trip down nostalgia lane – er, railway. We boarded the North Yorkshire Moors Railway at Whitby and rode to Pickering and back (more or less) with stops and walking breaks in between. The steam locomotive reminded me of a dragon: smoke came seeping from its mouth and its belly rumbled. There … Read more
On Wednesday we followed in the footsteps of Lucy and Mina (and a whole lot of other people) along the coast path from Whitby to a former smuggling port called Robin’s Hood Bay. Across the terrace, down the 69 steps + 14 degree inclined path, through the harbor and up the 199 stairs on t’other … Read more
On Tuesday we doddered around Whitby with the pensioners. (I remember the days when we used to stand out as young fry when traveling Britain in September- now we fit right in.). After sorting out options for our Saturday multi-leg train journey north (two legs being caught up in an “industrial action” aka “strike”) and … Read more