Days Six and Seven

Oh, we do like to be beside the seaside… It’s a famous, or infamous, line from a well known and cherished song, my parents know it, my grandparents used to sing it to me when I was a child (and other songs/rhymes I’ve long since forgotten all the words too), and it’s still true today….

Days Four and Five

After our day of respite we were reenergised and ready to head out once more into the 'wilds' of the north of England, also known as Cumbria and North Yorkshire. From Orton we headed southwest to Sedberg and then east along the Wensley Dale – infamous for hardy sheep, cheese, and Wallace & Gromit –…

Kings Lynn to Ely

Exhaustion is definitely starting to take hold, not because the days are so terribly long or arduous, but because there’s been so many of them. Three and a half weeks of nearly constantly moving (other than the couple of days in Oban and Hutton where we still travelled but stayed in the same digs overnight)…

Hutton to Hull to Kings Lynn

Wow, what can be said? It's been a whirlwind couple of days, and as I'm now drinking a glass of Mulled Wine after a three hours of constant driving I'm not entirely sure I can a lot at all. Hutton, as you can expect, is a beautiful spot, the village is 'the' quintessential Yorkshire village…

Hutton le Hole Again

No matter how well you can plan out a day’s itinerary, some days leave you with your jaw hanging. Not because they’ve gone so terribly awry, but because they haven’t, despite the weather’s best intentions and how strong the will to just not bother becomes. Today was one of those days. We woke with the…

Skeeby to Hutton le Hole

And the heavens opened. That’s the best way to describe what we woke up to this morning. During the night it had started to rain, the sound of the pitter-patter was quite lovely, until it turned into a complete washout when we opened the curtains. When it came time to check-out we backed the car…

Skeeby and North Yorkshire

An interesting day today, a good night’s sleep, no nasty surprises during the night, all in all a wonderful start to the day, and it didn’t take on any freaky-Friday hallmarks as the day wore on either! From Skeeby we drove down to Northallerton to once again delve into the historical/genealogical books in search of…

Chester-le-Street – Skeeby

We're not entirely sure where today went either, it certainly began early enough with us both being awake and on the go by 6:15am, and somehow we made it to the car and on the road by 8:45 – after several cups of tea and some nattering over the days plans, and yes, that is…

Berwick to Chester-le-Street

Well, that was a day and a half! It should have been one of the easiest days we’ve had, we weren’t supposed to be travelling that far and we had very little scheduled for the day. But that’s not quite how the day panned out. In a spur of what could only be called mild-insanity…

Stirling to Berwick

Don't you love it when you're staying in a hotel and the guests above your room seem to forget that there are other people in the hotel, so they thump and bang around the room, their children can be heard running back and forth yelling and yahoo'ing without let-up, until they're banished to bed at…

Oban and on the water

It's definitely spring in the Highlands of Scotland. Five years ago, when we were here last, we experienced what became as 'isn't it lovely, wait five minutes' aka 'summer in Scotland', when out of the blue torrential down pours would drench us to the bone and then disappear just as quickly. After the first half…

Dumfries to Oban

Dumfries might only be 70 miles away, give or take a few flaps of the crows wings, but when you're bound to land travel and not flight, it's a bleeding long way to do in one day! Our day started at 5am when the melodic sounds of Lynyrd Skynyrd's 'Sweet Home Alabama' started blaring from…