“I’d like to see the sea,” says Mrs K. So off we go, along the most beautiful of roads across the Moors. The A169 is a delight, threading its way over the Yorkshire Moors, past the Hole of Horkum, and on into Whitby. 

The Hole of Horcum is the most spectacular of features – a huge natural amphitheatre 400 feet deep and more than half a mile across. Also known as the 'Devil's Punchbowl', some say it was formed when Wade the Giant scooped up a handful of earth to throw at his wife during an argument.

Whitby is always full. Full of people, full of noise, full of chippies (22 in all - try Magpie’s, brilliant), and full of things to do. There’s the abbey, the brewery, the 199 steps, the beach, the harbour, the Whitby Jet outlets, the museum, Bram Stoker, the Captain Cook memorial, the delightful St Mary’s Church and, of course, Hild. We climbed the 199 steps for views over the town, ate fish and chips (from Magpie’s) on the pier and generally wandered around the full-on fishing port. 

Quote of the day, seen in a bookshop window;
“One day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
C S Lewis

Picture of the view down the steps to the harbour.