The information booklet for the hotel mentioned that one of the previous owners lost their fortune betting on "louse and horse racing". Louse racing sounds something to explore.
We set off from York and stopped at Pickering to visit the castle and the church as well as savour the questionable delights of black pudding flavoured sausage rolls.
The church has some stunning medieval wall paintings, which survived the general trend for scraping the plaster off walls (only to reveal ugly, light sapping stone work), which seemed to have obsessed the Victorians.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Peter_and_St_Paul%27s_Church,_Pickering
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On to Goathland just in time to see one of the stream trains of the North York Moors Railways puffing out of the station.
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We took refreshments at the tiny Birch Hall Inn in Beck Hole and drove on to Whitby Abbey, resplendent in the afternoon sun.
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We followed the crowds to Robin Hoods Bay on Father's Day and visited some of our old haunts. We also visited the Victoria Hotel for the first time and were rewarded with this fine and much photographed view. There were 200 houses on the ground in between which have been lost to coastal erosion.
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This panorama of RHB, with Ravenscar beyond, is best seen by clicking on the image for an enlarged view.
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Our final destination was Staithes, which feels rather dour after RHB, to take Brenda's belated calendar shot for May. However we were unable to mimic the view on the calendar as the footpath to Cowbar Nab had been closed.
This scene of cobles harked back to Frank Sutcliffe, although in his day the harbour would have sheltered many more boats.
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