Day Fourteen

Monday 21st June, 2010
Clay Bank Top to Blakey Ridge 9 miles

Bright sunshine greeted us again this morning. However, it was extremely cold in our bedroom and Brenda had put her cardigan on in the middle of the night. I, on the other hand slept like a log.

We had an ok breakfast, although the eggs were a bit snotty, so there were a few eggs moving amongst the plates until we were all fairly satisfied.

We packed up the car and were soon ready to get up to the start of the walk at Clay Bank Top.

It was a bit of a slow start for us up to Carr Ridge and a bit of a rude awakening first thing in the morning. Half way up on some steps there was a message scratched in one of the steps ‘Dave the taxi’ just to let everyone know that he had at least made it this far on the previous day. Soon we were at the top and enjoying far reaching views.

Watering hole on Urra Moor
Watering hole on Urra Moor

With stunning views across Urra Moor we enjoyed hearing the meadow larks singing high up in the sky; with a cool breeze and bright sunshine. It’s at times like this that you are glad you did all that training, and made the effort to get organised to take on this great walk across England.

The long path over Urra Moor
The long path over Urra Moor

There were a number of walkers crossing at this time, but none that we knew. Soon we were on the former Rosedale Ironstone Railway and nearing the Bloworth Crossing. Feeling hot and tired we decided that this is a good place to stop, so off with the boots and socks, an apple from the rucksack, glorious sunshine and stunning views, what more could anyone want?

Fully refreshed, reluctantly we got moving again; soon we were able to see the valley views of Ferndale as the path twists and turns towards Ferndale Moor.

Looking back from Ferndale Moor
Looking back from Ferndale Moor

Still trying to put a song together, we carried on with a spring in our step knowing that this is the last leg of today’s walking. We know that we can’t sing, but we do keep making a din…. What’s that all about?

Ferndale Moor
Ferndale Moor

Walking on High Blakey Moor we had our first view of the Lion Inn. As we neared the Inn we could see Brenda M on the path ahead, and a right cacophony ensued, then we realised that we needed all the breath we could muster to get up the final hill to the Lion.

The first drink always tastes the best, so we only had one, before we got our trusty steed (Jenny’s car with Brenda M driving) to take us to Pickering to get some dosh from a cash machine. As we were leaving Paul and Moya arrived along with Eric, we arranged to catch up with them later.

Fourteen miles down to Pickering, I got some money from one cash machine (not my brand of bank), Jenny tried to get some (it was her brand of bank), she got her card back but no money, we went inside but they wouldn’t give her cash over the counter….. what sort of place is that for a bank, they have your money but you can’t have it back!

So we trotted off to my brand of bank and both Jenny and Brenda M were able to get some dosh. Brenda B and I had already found a tea room and had ordered tea and scones all round. That sweetened the pill a little; we ended up quite liking Pickering after all.

While we were exploring the shops we bought a card for Judy (of Vic & Judy) as it’s her birthday on the day we all finish the walk in Robin Hood’s Bay (24th June). We have decided that we are going to have a drink with her to celebrate only I don’t think we have warned them yet!

After the two Brenda’s had an ice cream (Magnums) we drove back to the Lion Inn car park and wandered over to our B&B Blakey House just across the road. As we got to the gate Jenny said ‘are you sure this is the right place’; this is the only place for about 5 miles in either direction! What is she like??

The two Brenda’s had the room with en-suite, and the most beautiful of views over Blakey Ridge and Rosedale Moor beyond:

View from B&B towards Rosedale Moor
View from B&B towards Rosedale Moor

Jenny and I had a nice room overlooking the front gate and we had a shared bathroom. If we hadn’t seen the other room we would have been more than content, it was a delightful, well laid out room and one of the best we had on the entire route.

We didn’t let the two Brenda’s forget that they owe us one. Mind you we spent a lot of our time in their room, using up their t bags etc., and leaving our dirty cups with them. It’s a good job we all take such things with good humour.

As we were unloading our bags from the car a whole raft of tractors had arrived in the car park travelling from Liverpool to Whitby, collecting Money for prostate cancer, they had started out at 4.30am.

Tractors at the Lion
Tractors at the Lion

We took lots of photos, and waved them on their way, what a great show of some of the old tractors that once graced the fields of the UK.

Tractors on the move
Tractors on the move

All showered, dressed and ready to go over the road for an early meal, we dodged the traffic, boy is this a busy road? We had a lovely meal in a most relaxing atmosphere. Most of the other walkers we had met during the last few days were staying there and came down for dinner. – Vic & Judy, Paul & Moya, Eric, Derek & Pauline, plus the odd guy and the nice woman (the duo from the trio day 11).

We were back in our B&B by 10pm and I was in bed writing up this journal, while Jenny did Sudoku.

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