Hi all. The signal is pretty good tonight, it ought to be, I'm sitting on the top of a chuffin great hill. I made it to Whitby Youth Hostel, it's a long trek, can't check it exactly as bikehike web site has reached it's daily permitted quota of map views. I'll check it tomorrow, but I reckon it's around the 18 mile mark.
I ate my breakfast in an antique shop this morning, well it seemed like it. The landlady has a passion for buying nick nacks from charity shops. There was all manner of ornaments, fancy jugs, and glassware, she said she is in the middle of cataloging it so she can store it away in boxes. I hit the road at 9.15am. There aren't any people on the pier this morning. There is a lift which ferries people up and down the steep hill from the road to the beach. It isn't working at the moment, so the carriages are parked halfway down the track.
I've got a long walk now along the cliff tops high above the North Sea. You can see this monument from a long way off. It's made of heavy cast iron. There used to be a lot of iron mining around here.
A quick look over my shoulder, I came along the top of that cliff over there.
That's where I'm heading. Some of the paths are perilously close to the edge. I try not to look straight down.
Pretty white painted cottages.
At last somewhere to buy a drink, and a Mars Bar. This is Runswick Bay, and they have a tea room. People were sitting relaxing enjoying the sun. People were out walking with their dogs. It was lovely. I sat for a while and ate some bread and cheese which I had been carrying around with me.
The Cleveland Way goes along the beach for a while at this point. Now you can see the whole of Runswick.
It was a hard climb up, but the higher you go the views just get better. Runswick looks like a tiny model now. More steps to climb, and I was puffed out when I got to the top. Two people who had gone up just before me were sat on a bench, so I joined them to get my breath back.
I've really enjoyed today, met some people and had a natter, good weather, fantastic scenery, what could be better. Hope tomorrow is just as good.