Friday 25th July - Newcastle, Whitby, Robin Hood Bay, Scarborough, York, Goldsborough
We decided to go to the coast and visit the old industrial town of Newcastle. Like all of the other cities that relied on heavy industry, Liverpool found itself in an economic depression when their industries became silent. Again, like Glasgow, Liverpool and Endinburgh, Newcastle are trying to reinvent themselves. They have centred their recreation around the River Tyne, a little like Glasgow and the Clyde. Whilst both cities have some great things, perhaps their landscape and initial architecture, leaves them a little behind both Edinburgh and Liverpool. Don't get me wrong, Gray Street (named after Earl Gray) in Newcastle is one of the most beautiful we have seen, and the bridges over the Tyne are certainly worth seeing. They certainly have incredible visible history, including the 15 graves of victims from a mass Witch burning! But maybe we have to return in a few years to see how they have have progressed?
15 witches buried here.
We pushed on down the coast to the pretty, and extremely busy, Whitby. This town boasts beautiful scenery, an historic port and a quaint village. It also lays claim to the location where Captain James Cook learnt his trade as a seaman. Whilst he was not born here, he was apprenticed to a Quaker who owned coal ships. When he wasn't on the coal ships, young Jimmy lived in Whitby. Of course, the famous Endeavour, was a similar build to those very coal ships.
Whitby also has the Whitby Abbey. This is the old ruins of a massive abbey which inspired the the author, Bram Stoker, to create his novel 'Dracula'. To look at this massive skeleton, which overlooks the Whitby Harbour, you can imagine some evil doings.....
We then stopped off at Robin Hoods Bay, and walked down the big big hill to the shops on the water. Nobody knows how the bay got its name, but are adamant it has nothing to do with the man in tights? But the place is lovely!
Scarborough is another seaside holiday town. It is quite lovely, but very commercialised. And of the day we were there, a Friday, the place was packed! We had a look, and moved on...however, finding accommodation (as we don't book ahead very often) proved quite difficult....nearly impossible in fact! After many knock backs, and some heartache (sleeping in the car was an option of Cath's)... We finally picked up a lovely room at a great pub named the 'Bay Horse'. Some fish and chips, with 'scraps', for dinner. Wash it down with a couple of beers and it was bedtime after a very big day.
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