“How come we always start going up?” Five Pints.
[Read more…] about Go East – Day Three: Stairway to Runswick Bay
Musings From The Padded Cell
“How come we always start going up?” Five Pints.
[Read more…] about Go East – Day Three: Stairway to Runswick Bay
Despite a fabulous dinner, the comfort of a luxurious room and my newly acquired facemask, I slept badly. A recurring dream kept disturbing me; who had taken “our” seats in The Scruffy?
[Read more…] about Go East – Day Two: Great Ayton to Saltburn
Had it only been a year since we’d hobbled, soaked to the skin into The George at Hubberholme having completed our annual foot slog? In a week when Thomas Cook had gone pop, it was comforting to know that this year’s tour organiser, Leapy, would have us staying in rare luxury during the coming week. There would be no pig barns this year.
“Who wouldn’t enjoy this?”
Winky halfway across Addingham Moor, wetter than a teabag.
You may wonder why, bodies aching having completed The Herriot Way, we felt the need to walk another largely vertical eleven miles? Opening the curtains I did too…then again it was my stupid idea.
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