Clifftop stroll

We had a super seven-mile stroll today, setting off along the disused Scarborough-Whitby railway line from Scalby.

We'd intended to have a coffee at the old station cafe in Cloughton, but discovered that its opening days had changed since we last visited. It's now Sunday to Wednesday (I think). we've managed to find this place open only once in three calls.

Another half mile took us to our exit point from the old railway, at the lane leading to Cloughton Wyke.

As usual, someone was sitting on the solitary bench above the wyke, so we had to postpone our lunch stop.

The walk south was one of those episodes that recalls those summer days of long ago, the idyllic times that seem so improbable that you begin to doubt your memory. (Left, approaching Cloughton Wyke.)

The sun shone, but a cool breeze made it ideal for walking, as the sea crashed at the foot of the cliffs. The scenery here must be rate among the most glorious in the country.

We stopped for a granary bar, an apple and a gulp of water for lunch before our muscles started to seize, then continued to the track leading to the coastal road opposite Scalby Manor caravan park.

A final three-quarters of a mile along the minor road beside the site returned us to the Panda.

(Looking north from Long Nab.)