The Road goes ever on and on; Down from the door where it began;
Now far ahead the Road has gone; And I must follow, if I can;
Pursuing it with eager feet; Until it joins some larger way;
Where many paths and errands met; And whither then? I cannot say.

[JRR Tolkien, Lord of the Rings]

Thursday, 31 December 2015


There's something particularly pleasing about seeing a small child, dressed in a ski-suit, headed towards the beach clutching a bucket, a spade and a kite - on the last day of December. He and his family didn't have the beach to themselves either. People were out in force in Whitby today, even though it was much cooler than of late.

We didn't build any sandcastles ourselves, but we did amble for 6.5 miles, taking in some cliff-top paths as well as exploring the town.

And now just 2.5 hours of this year remain (which I suppose means I should be putting together my annual set of walking stats graphs, shouldn't I?) so let me wish you a Happy New Year and all the best for 2016.


  1. And to you too, Mick and Gayle! Nearly time to book your next visit ;-)

  2. That territory is all nostalgic for me for childhood holidays based in a converted, very rudimentary old single decker bus in a field near Runswick Bay we owned, and latterly my walk from The Broads to The Lakes (should have been Lowestoft to St Bee's Head but for a cut vein in my shin descending Nan Bield Pass).


  3. Have an enjoyable new year to you both