Yorkshire and Lincolnshire - 300 miles Approx.

The astute reader would note that from Durham my journey continues into North Yorkshire and Lincolnshire.  "Where did Cleveland go"  you might ask?  Well, I really did not want to spend hours gazing at the industrial beauties of Middlesborough and Redcar so I bypassed them, and with the beautiful North Yorkshire moors in front who could blame me?

Those moors are beautiful, and so is the first coastal spot in North Yorkshire, Saltburn on sea.


Where Moor meets sea. Saltburn

Saltburn valley gardens.

Saltburn is like something lost in a time warp. no big dipper, no candy floss machine, really nice Bn'B's with net curtains, clean, quiet. A nice beach and  really very nice gardens.

I looked for a fish and chip shop, but it only opened at tea time and this was lunch time so I left what was clearly a time warp, if a very nice and pleasant time warp.

A few more miles of moorland intermixed with coast and Whitby is reached. 

A lot of people seem to like Whitby but all I found was a shopping centre, a beach and a lot of B'nB's,  Saltburn dragged into the 1920's, so I left.

Heading towards Scarborough and Robin Hoods bay is next on the list.

Robin Hood's bay.

Robin Hood's bay is quite beautiful, the old town quaint and is also the Eastern end of Wainwrights coast to coast walk.

It also can only be reached by walking, the car park was a total rip off and I needed a loo and the public ones were locked, barred and bolted. Clearly visitors to Robin Hood's bay are not expected to need a loo.


Further down the coast there is Scarborough. My sort of town.

Scarborough North


I like Scarborough. It has two sides, a North side and a South side divided by a headland. The North end is geared towards the over 40's, the Southern end caters for a younger element. Both sides have nice beaches. Scarborough centre has been tastefully done and a lot of effort seems to have been put in place to preserve the Victorian Elegance.

Oh, both sides also have public loo's, both open.

Scarborough South

At the South end of Scarborough there are some very pleasant gardens. In fact many of the highlights so far in this setion have been pleasant gardens. I even thought of tarting Albert up with window boxes.

Carrying on from Scarborough and in a few miles the rugged coastline ends at Flamborough head.

Flamborough Head.

Apart from rugged cliffs there is little to do at Flamborough head. There is a car park, benches to watch the intrepid making there way down the steep steps to the cove at the bottom, a  lighthouse affording good views of the intrepid wheezing their way back up and a cafe/visitor centre.

On the plus side the cafe does sell fish and chips at lunch time.

The coastline now scenically deteriorates to end in the Humber estuary at the sandbank called Spurn head.  The scenic attraction is not the only thing to deteriorate though, the low cliffs that slowly fade away to the sandbank are the fastest eroding bit of coastling in the UK.

Spurn point

To go to Spurn point, at the tip of the sandbank, is a destiny. There is a visitor centre which was closed on the day. You have to leave your car there and walk the rest, three miles of soft sand whipped up by the ever present wind and blowing into your eyes. It is flat, barren, lots of opportunities for bird watching as the Western side is salt marsh, and a trudge to get to the end.

Once at the end you turn round and come back again.

The Humber is then crossed by the Humber Bridge linking Hull to ....  well, somewhere in Lincolnshire!

Then the coast winds it's way back along the humber estuary before meeting the sea at the petrochemical hades called Immingham. Then the delights of Grimsby before Mablethorpe is reached.



Seal sanctuary at Mablethorpe.

The biggest attraction that I coould find in Mablethorpe was the seal sanctuary. This wonderful reserve caters of hurt and orphaned seals washed up on the Lincolnshire coast. This is a favourite basking point for Seals, but also some of the most industrialised, polluted and trafficked waters around the UK coastline and shipping takes an horrenodous toll on these creatures.

Please support the Sanctuary if near. It has a lovely nature walk for children with lots of exotic creatures. You might even pick up a piece of insurance advice from one of the local residents.

Skegness beach

Finally the Mecca of the Lincolnshire coastal holiday resort is reached. Skegness. 

I dreaded going in, it was a bit like entering a chip-butty hell. I was relieved to get out. The initial  appearances did not lie.

It tries to do what Blackpool does on the West Coast but whereas Blackpool has made being tacky into an art form Skegness just manages to be tacky.

Escaping Skegness the Wash is reached. An area of low marshland.

This, after the technicolour hades called Skegness is a study in dull bleakness. An area of Marshland, flooded at very high tides, it edged by earth dykes to give an area of reclaimed land on the landward side.

However it is only bleak on the surface. This is one of the most important bird breeding sites in Europe and thanks to the RSPB the encroachment of agriculture has been halted, even reversed, in places and breeding grounds for Avocets, pink-footed geese and others have been preserved.


Freiston shore - the Lincolnshire wash and an RSPB reserve.

Skirting around the Wash and the town of Kings Lynn marks the end of this section.


Onwards Albert!  East Anglia awaits!


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