Friday, June 27, 2025

C2C: Blakey Ridge to Littlebeck

 


Today started with amazing far-reaching views across the moors. We hadn’t slept too well as there was a fierce wind all night, flapping the tent and blowing it around, and it also got quite cold. But still got a decent amount. Having had non-decaf tea for breakfast, I was very chirpy all morning! Also because I was enjoying the walking. The paths were all easy, although we did have the biggest road/tarmac proportion of the whole trip today. However, because we were walking at around three miles an hour, with a steady marching pace, we covered ground very quickly and that saved our feet to some extent. We were battling strong winds again today - mostly at our back, fortunately!

Some of the heather is in bloom. It must look stunning when it all bursts into colour

Quick pit stop in Glaisdale - trying to shrink my feet

After a few hours we came down off the moors and followed the river Esk through woodland for a while.


We walked through the lovely village of Egmont (v posh) and across Egmont Bridge, and ended up in Grosmont. It used to have a brickworks and an ironworks, and it still has two train stations. Lovely little place. We had a fabulous lunch in the Old School Cafe by the disused railway line - highly recommended.



Eventually we could see the coast

Approaching Intake Farm

Intake Farm takes in B&B’ers and campers and is run by the indefatigable Judith, who rushed around making dinner for a crowd. Eight of us ate around the big dining table together, and another three or four had baked potatoes in the kitchen. She’s very friendly and seems to enjoy looking after everybody. She greeted us with a cup of tea and a big slice of home-made almond tart. Dinner was hearty and delicious, beef stew, chicken stew,  sunflower cheese and fruits salad with lemon meringue pie. 
Me looking for my tent peg in the undergrowth. It pinged off in the wind and I couldn’t find it.


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