Nine set out on an adventure along a cliff top path. A path that has a promise of fortunes at it’s end. Mr and Mrs B, Miss B, Mini B, Mr and Mrs H, Stig, Tink and Liquorice the dog. The warm winter sun puts a smile on everyone’s face and even the smallest and often quite reluctant of the group seemed excited at the prospect of a jolly good time ahead.
The journey begins with a steady pace…..
At times the way is treacherous and we have to hold on tight to avoid losing our footing in the slippy sludgy mud.
At other times we run free, tumbling down hills.
Miss B and Tink lead the pack and reach each hill brow in first place.
But the road is long, longer than expected and weariness begins to show…
So a change of direction and a path leading back to the start is taken.
A new path and …..
…..for a short time more vigor.
But then a welly becomes uncomfortable.
Legs get tired….
…and refuse to go any further.
Sustenance is required and a packet of fudge does the trick.
Strength restored it’s time to run ahead.
And as the journey ends daddy is there to say well done.
Our adventure is nearly over and our tired muddy legs reveal the extent of our fun.
And after a quick clean up we take the metal chariot to the place where fortunes can be made.
We were staying in Robin Hoods Bay and this walk was along the the cliff tops from Robin Hoods Bay to Whitby and back along the Cinder Trail.
Linked to Country Kids from Coombe Mill…..