The path through Littlebeck woods was muddier than I had anticipated but Mum and Charlotte soldiered on through, and insisted it was fine (however, the mud was nothing compared to the bogs and soggy peat hags on the way from Nine Standards to Ravenseat). We eventually came across the Hermitage, a picture of which is below. www.eskvalley.com says that "It is in fact a folly and was carved out of the rock about 1760 by an out of work seaman on the instructions of the local schoolmaster. 2 wishing chairs were placed on the top of the Hermitage, it is said that if you made a wish in one, you must then sit in the other one to make it come true."
|Falling Foss Waterfall at Littlebeck|
After one last session of back tracking, jumping and tiptoeing over some very wet ground, we found the track which would lead us up to Low and High Hawsker. The road walking was both a refreshing change but also hard on the feet, and I was glad when we reached the tearooms at the caravan site where we all stopped for tea and a butty.
Feeling suitably refueled and refreshed, we wound our way through the static caravans and found the path along the cliffs which would take up to Robin Hoods Bay. I experienced a mixture of feelings as we enjoyed the sea views. I was excited and keen to see my family, having been away from them for two weeks, and I was also feeling wistful as for all of the trials and tribulations endured along the way, I had enjoyed the walk immensely and would miss getting up every day and walking an average of 14 miles!
|Looking North from Bay Ness, north of Robin Hoods Bay|
|My first view of Robin Hoods Bay|
|Dipping my boots in the North Sea|
I signed the book in the Bay Hotel, got my certificate, and was enjoying a pint when Helen went outside onto the balcony with Lachlan and called me outside. A rainbow had appeared over the sea, just opposite the bay.
|A rainbow over Robin Hoods Bay|