Day Eight - German wine and cheese.

Wednesday, 8th August 2018

 A glorious morning once again and we decided we needed to find a Lidl solely for two favourites of ours, Win's wine and my cheese.  Our sat-nav held the answer - Scarborough. So we set off for a shopping and sight seeing trip.

Just 20 miles and through the eastern strip of the North York Moors it was a beautiful run.  The sun reflecting off the deep purple and mauve heather was quite magical.  We found Lidl easily enough and stocked up on provisions before setting off to see the sea.

We realised parking was going to be a difficult, so to ease the situation and give ourselves a decent walk, we found a small private car park some 2 miles from the seafront, also, conveniently, quite close to a Tesco store.

With our trusty pedometers on we found it to be a little over 2 miles to the harbour, not a problem normally but, firstly the sun shone down on us from a clear blue sky and with little breeze, and secondly, the whole 2 mile walk was downhill. Part of it was was VERY steep.

A long, hot walk back.













The whole event turned out to be Whitby all over again.  Shoulder to shoulder in places, a excess of fish and chip shops and the all pervading smell of cooking fat.

We failed to find anywhere for lunch so decided to make our way back to the car and have a late lunch at home. A quick diversion into Tesco, then home by 3pm.

The beach at Scarborough.


Despite a coffee and a toasted tea cake earlier, lunch was most welcome, and a doze in the sun completed the day.



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