Day Sixteen

Wednesday 23rd June, 2010
Glaisdale to Littlebeck 8 miles

Another bright and sunny day greeted us today, I know we shouldn’t complain, and really we are not, but it would have been nice had it been a little cooler; but it’s much better than rain any day.

Breakfast was good and set us up for the day, we loaded the car and had our photo taken by the land lady on our own cameras; that took an age. Blooming vain lot we are.

Breakfasted and ready for the off
Breakfasted and ready for the off

Not content with that, we strolled down to Beggars Bridge and took yet more photos of each other! I think it’s because as we are getting old our short term memory is failing and we may forget what we look like!

Beggar's Bridge
Beggar's Bridge

The walk up through East Arncliffe Woods was lovely, with dappled shade to rescue us from the heat.

East Arncliffe Wood
East Arncliffe Wood

Soon we were on the road to Egton Bridge, this lovely lane is a delight to walk down, with meadows on both sides and cattle grazing in the morning sunshine and a blooming great big bull who gave the impression that he was in charge… or about to charge not sure which.

Looks like a load of old bull to me
Looks like a load of old bull to me

On past Egton Manor and then onto the Toll Road where there was little shade. In the fields alongside this path we saw the black pheasants that we saw last time we came through here, they have a lovely sheen to their feathers and are really black.

Black pheasants
Black pheasants

Just before Grosmont we saw a group of ramblers going in the other direction taking a jaunt to Whitby. Under the railway bridge and we were almost in Grosmont, we text Brenda M. but didn’t get an answer, we found the car in the station car park, took a look around the station and then around the shops in the village, but no Brenda. We tried telephoning her, but could not get an answer, gave up and went onto the station for a coffee. We then got a text from Brenda M to say that she was on a train heading towards Pickering. While we were on the station we took a few photos of the trains arriving and leaving, it takes you back in time… well those of us who can remember travelling on the beautiful machines.

Grosmont
Grosmont

We agreed to get walking to Intake Farm and sent a text to Brenda M saying we would meet up at the farm.
We set off fully refreshed, singing (well if you could call it that, not only could we not sing, we didn’t know the words of any song other that Daisy Daisy), and giggling all the way up the hill out of the village. We must have got a bit fitter, because at the start of this walk, we could sing (of sorts), giggle or walk but not all three together.

Once up on Sleights Moor we took the shortcut across the moor and crossed the A169 to take the shortcut to Intake Farm. Coming out of the track were the tractors that we had seen at the Lion two days ago.

It seemed a long shortcut and we were glad to see the farm in the distance. Brenda M phoned and asked if we would like a lift…. As we were way off any kind of road or track, we suggested that she stay drinking tea and eating cake at Intake Farm the lucky devil.

Intake Farm
Intake Farm

We arrived to find that Brenda M together with Vic & Judy we all enjoying the wonderful hospitality offered by Judith Ventress. No sooner were we through the door than we were handed a cup of tea and a slice of home-made cake.

Suitably fed and watered we were shown to our rooms, but as one of the rooms was big enough for all of us (Jenny and Brenda B shared a double bed) we took that room, leaving Judith a spare room in case anyone else turned up out of the blue needing a room.

After showers and a change of clothes we sat around reading books and I wrote up the journal. It was lovely to catch up with Brenda M’s escapades of the day, and great to be a foursome again. We were all glad that we could share one large room no one could feel left out.

Downstairs England was playing Slovinia and the score was 1:0 to England, but there was a lot of shouting from the other residents so I think there was an equaliser.

Judith is cooking dinner for us all tonight; as well as her ten guests she has two others from a nearby B&B who needed to be fed, and as there is nowhere in Littlebeck, she kindly offered to feed them too. Dinner was excellent and a really sociable occasion; I really don’t know how she does it B&B and evening meals every day during the walking season. Well done to her.

After dinner some of the guests wanted to watch Wimbledon, so I retired to our room along with Brenda B. We spent an age talking and were just about ready to go to sleep when the two ‘stop outs’ came tumbling through the door, right little ravers they are, it was almost 9.30pm!

A quick catch up on the sports, books out, lights on and we were all fully awake again talking 90 to the dozen. I finished off writing up the journal, got up sorted out the map and gps for the morning and eventually the lights went off; all was quiet….when suddenly the snoring started!!! Don’t you just love ‘em.

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