Today was the 9th anniversary. How time flies. Unfortunately, the news was dominated with foolish discussions. So it was especially good to be walking today.
We followed the trail through the town of Runswick Bay, down to the beach.
Bob and Poppy joined us, which was lovely.
A boat is stored just above the high tide line:
We did not see the much-lauded fossils, but there were some caves to look at:
We crossed a long stretch of beach with little in the way of encouragement from the Cleveland Way trail markers:
In other words, picking up the trail from the beach required some faith as we kept walking with no clear guidance:
But as we passed a small rock outcropping, we were rewarded with this glorious ascent across a gully stream:
Bill traipsed on ahead once we got to the top:
Another look back:
Sarah and Bob took their time, talking of academia and Ph.D.'s.
I couldn't stop looking back and taking pictures of Runswick Bay as it receded from our path...
We stopped briefly at the end of Sand's End for our elevenses, only to stop an hour later for lunch in Whitby.
Whitby seemed to cover a large geographic area. For example, at this point, as I recall, we were well within the town's outskirts, although far from the town centre:
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