Expected Mileage: 11.0
Actual Mileage: 12.5
Accommodations: No.7 Guest House
Rating: Very Good, location is excellent
Date: Sunday, May 13, 2018
Hello Mike and Leslie,
Today is Day 7. I think I was confused yesterday and we don’t want to repeat days (apparently in the title of the email I sent to Leslie yesterday, I said that yesterday was day 7)! Staithes had a steady rain overnight. We woke to a heavy fog and a questionable weather forecast. We packed full rain gear and mentally prepared for the worst but the rain held off and we hiked under mostly cloudy skies.
Today’s walk took us 12.5 miles from B&B to B&B, mostly over cliff tops overlooking the sea.
Every few miles we would drop down near the sea and pass through a little fishing/tourist village with such names as Port Mulgrove, Runswick Bay, Sandsend and finally our destination, Whitby. The villages were fun to walk through and in the case of Runswick Bay, our path took us across the beach and back up a cliff on the otherside. We did a little beachcombing and picked up small stones for our rock collection. Lots of steps again today!
We saw more people on the trail than in past days. Most were up from a nearby villages out for a walk with their dog (s). The miles went by reasonably quick and my feet did not hurt as much till toward the end of the day. Both of us were ready to be here about 2 miles before we arrived.
Whitby is the largest village we have been in since York. Like the rest of the seaside villages, it sits on a hill with a steep decent or ascent to get to or from the water.
Our B&B reminds me of some of the old hotels I have stayed in NYC, elegant but very small rooms. We can almost touch wall to wall if we reach our arms out and forget leaving suitcases open, we couldn’t get around them. However the shower is good and they have a set of the item we most miss on this trip, the washcloth.
Whitby reminds us of a Gatlinburg type town in the area around the water with arcades, ice cream stands and lots of people. The rest of the city appears to be a normal seaside village. We had fish and chips for dinner at a restaurant called Magpie Cafe. This is my 3rd meal of fish and chips and I am over it! Why do I think I like the heavily breaded, greasy, tasteless fish? No more for me!!
Well, I can see from our large picture window in our room, the streetlights have turned on.The last of the pink sunset is fading on the horizon beyond the sea and Whitby is rolling up it’s sidewalks on this Sunday evening. It’s about our bedtime. Six miles tomorrow to Robin Hood’s Bay (yes that Robin Hood) and we then have to decide whether to hike the 15 mile day or take the bus. Talk to you tomorrow…