July 4 – Happy Independence Day to you! Today we ventured forth into the last of our three geographic areas for this walk, the North York Moors National Park. Our days of flat terrain are over; we climbed the Cleveland Hills, and followed the signs for the Cleveland Way.
The morning was overcast and cool.
Walking through the woods in the early morning, we came upon what our guidebook described as an old wagon.
We had five hills to climb today, a series of up, down, and back up again. Even in cool weather, it was hard work.
Heather in bloom:
The Wainstones, from afar and up close, named perhaps for the wailing of the people after the death of some prehistoric chieftain who was killed there. Yes, we did scrabble up to the top:
By 2pm, we got our first glimpse of the North Sea. Can you see it on the horizon?
We had to call our hosts (to be picked up from the trail) from atop the Wainstones, which we were told was the only place with cell reception! For the next few nights, our lodgings are not close enough to the trail for the hikers to walk in. Our B&B tonight is a horse farm. These two are mother and son. Don’t they look happy to see us?
July 5 – We resumed our walk this morning with one strenuous climb, after which we were promised flat path for the rest of the day.
Have you ever seen cows like these? They’re called Belted Galloways , but are more familiarly known as Oreo cows.
It was clear and sunny and feature free. A good day for sunbrellas.
We walked along an old railroad bed – perfectly flat and straight.
Looking down. Where is the town?
We eventually got to Blakey Ridge, where we waited at the pub until our B&B host came to pick us up. I could get used to being driven around!