But only because I realised that once we reached Scarborough, we were only 20 miles from Whitby; it was a gorgeous spring day, so we decided to press on.
We stopped first at Robin Hood’s Bay – I’d only been there once, nigh on twenty years ago, I reckon, on a holiday with Clare and her dad (in those days, we did occasionally take holidays all together, even though he and I were divorced – so civilised :). I remembered it being a charming place, and for once my memory didn’t let me down; lovely village set on a steep hillside with the North Sea at the bottom, full of little lanes and alleys, and flights of well worn stone steps leading who knows where. We had a good wander about after a sustaining cup of tea (and fruit slice to share) – it was busy, but not horribly so. I bought some beautiful red glass earrings, some purple fishnet tights (!), and a pair of crocs – so ugly, but so comfortable, and I still have hardly any nail on my left big toe, after the wheelie bin Incident at the beginning of December, so I don’t want to wearing my normal warm weather foot uniform of FitFlops just yet.
After RHB, we carried on to Scarborough, parking up by the Abbey. I don’t remember there being a charge last time I went all those years ago, but they wanted £5.80 each to go and see the ruin, so we decided against it. We climbed down the 199 steps to the town, which was very busy .. almost, but not quite, too busy to be enjoyable.
Good mooch around, up to the marina, down to the harbour wall, fish and chips eaten in the sun sitting by the latter. Then we climbed back up the 199 steps, and that was a real pointed to how much fitter I am; I doubt I could have got up there without a couple of good breaks 4 weeks ago, but I went straight up! I was out of breath at the top, but so was Pete, and I recovered quickly, so go me 🙂 We rewarded ourselves with an almond Magnum (a severe disappointment – wish they’d had the dark chocolate ones), a wander round the bit of the Abbey you don’t have to pay for, through the cemetary and back to the car.
The iPhone battery couldn’t cope with such extended strolling being tracked in Runkeeper, even with an emergency charge from the external battery pack, so I’ll have to estimate it, but we must have done about 5 miles.
Home to Dr Who on the Tivo (boo to the BBC for starting late, so we missed the end), several mugs of reviving tea, and a couple of crumpets. So much for the diet yesterday … And Scarborough will be there another day.