Martin on the TGO Challenge 2017

Martin on the TGO Challenge 2017

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

Friday 1 January 2010 – Robin Hood’s Bay

A tree near Robin Hood's BayApologies for the delay in posting. 2010 has started slowly. I blame all those other bloggers whose exploits I’ve spent ages catching up with in preference to banging my own keyboard.

Sue and I enjoyed a glorious technicolour start to the year, popping corks on the beach at Robin Hood’s Bay (RHB) and admiring the fireworks emanating from several competing groups on the beach.

Last time we saw in the New Year here a storm drowned the fireworks, and the electricity.  We have memories of using a fondue set to brew tea on New Year’s Day, as we sat in a cold Loft wrapped in duvets. This year the full moon shone brightly, the fireworks were excellent, and the power remained on, despite a snowstorm at breakfast time.

Sue and I were staying in the Station Waiting Rooms Loft, as guests of Jenny and Richard (aka Night Bird and Birthday Boy). It’s a great spot, at the top of the hill, with views across to Ravenscar.

Sunrise from the Station Waiting Rooms Loft at Robin Hood's Bay There’s plenty of room for two, and visitors like us can be housed in  a small cupboard that gets quite warm, especially when Richard turns on the heating all night, as he did on what remained of the night of 31 December.

There’s an increasingly monochromatic theme to a lot of the blog postings that I’ve been catching up on, and so it is here. The breakfast snow stuck to everything, and despite the day remaining largely overcast I took loads of photos, a selection of which can be viewed here.

Posing in the snow outside the Loft, which is the upper floor in the foreground with the snowed up windows. Bijou. Anyway, by 11 o’clock we were posing in the snow outside the Loft, and we soon set off along the old railway line to Boggle Hole and beyond. With a streaming cold, a well wrapped head, and a severe dose of lethargy, I was happy to trudge along at the rear whilst Richard took command of the route, a gentle 13 km ‘hike’. [Jenny may take offence if I were to describe it as an ‘amble’, ‘stroll’, ‘potter’, or similar!]

The view towards Ravenscar, from near Boggle Hole A distant ship provided the only colour in the landscape

 

Everything seemed to be white with traces of grey and black.

Even the beach, though an orange ship on the horizon did provide a narrow slash of colour.

I wore one of my many pairs of leaky boots. They are excellent in the freezing conditions that seem now to have taken a grip on the UK.  Apart from the Hi-Tecs, that fell apart in Silverdale.

Hunger was setting in. I had no food and fell behind. Eventually, perhaps around 2 pm, Richard deigned to call a halt, and the marchers congregated for ‘lunch’. Or was it afternoon tea? Anyway I was handed a large cheese sandwich and a sip of tea. And some shortbread that someone had concealed in my own bag.

The sun even deigned to appear as I chased the others past Colcroft Farm.

Sue, Jenny and Richard zoom ahead and past Colcroft Farm in the year's first sunshine. Refreshed, I managed to head them back onto the railway line.

Rejoining the disused railway line by Fyling Old Hall Then a short tramp led back to the Loft, and more seasonal indulgences before Sue and I collapsed back into our cupboard.

I’m told that our 13 km route followed the blue line on the following chart, and that it included over 400 metres of ascent.

Our 13.5 km route, with 410 metres of ascent, taking over four hours in the fresh slithery snow
Here’s the slideshow.

Happy New Year, everyone!

2 comments:

Louise said...

I'm so jealous, you're out and about and it looks wonderful. Hard work, isn't it, hiking through snow? Excellent exercise and very warming.

I'm beginning to feel a little caged. Schools back on Thursday, hopefully!

Alan Sloman said...

Love the boat picture!