The day started (after a disturbed night) with a trip up the coast to Whitby and initially Whitby Abbey. This was my second visit to Whitby but the first to the Abbey itself. Even from a distance as we drove across it was an iconic outline on the horizon
Up close it had eerie outlines and although it’s real history dates back 2500 years (pagan, St Hild, Benedictine Monastry, Henry VIII destruction as well as WW1 bombing) you can easily realise why it evoked images of Dracula
Down the 180 odd steps to the harbour we wandered round the little streets littered with both seafood outlets and Whitby Jet shops
Although we failed to locate the crab shop and harbour side bollards I remember for Yings parents visit 30 odd years ago, Ying found some fab dressed crabs we had at supper
We did however both cross and see the swing bridge in action
By 3pm we we at Fosse Falls in the North Yorkshire Moors hidden in a valley in a forestry Commission wooded area. Full of birdsong and calm
