DAY 14 ...ALONG THE COAST... 2009
Sunrise at Robin Hoods Bay (By B&K)
RHB TO Scarborough ... 15 Miles
On this last walk day, I followed the coast path to
Scarborough to catch the train to York. It rained
again but the coast was sparkling and beautiful.
Seagulls are flying all over as well as insects like
giant midges. One got bloody as I dug it out of my
ear. Now I'm meeting more walkers, crossing ravine
after ravine, way down and back up onto the cliffs.
I met a walking group of 12 pensioners and, after
they questioned me, told them I was 71 years old,
had just finished the C2C yesterday in 13 days and
couldn't stop walking. They all loved it and gave me
a round of applause with cheers. It felt like when I
was cycling in France 45 years ago, speeding
downhill past a country store, and a group of men
cheered me as I sped past.
Halfway To Scarborough
It was off and on rain for the rest of the walk.
When there was no rain, a bit of sun seeped through
illuminating the fields of rape on one side and
turbulent sea waters on the other. I see the path
that branches off to Helmsley, then reach
Scarborough's promenade. Signs point to town center
and the railroad station. Its 3pm.
Field Of Rape
I walked into Scarborough to the train station,
hopped the train to York and took the bus to the
large hostel in Waters End. Only top bunk beds were
left in the dorm room, but after hearing my groan, a
nice young lad promptly offered to exchange bunks. I
was very grateful.
After a shower and a dinner of lasagne and veggies
in the hostel dining room, I found a friendly pub
down the street, The Old Gray Mare. It had Timothy
Taylors Landlords and several other good ales as
well as an interesting clientele. A fitting end to
the walk. Tomorrow, its an early train to London and
a BA flight home to California, quick and easy,
easier than my trip home three years ago with a
broken ankle and orthopedic boot.