J Louisa
Travel Blogs from Whitby
Our Holiday by the Sea
... a market has been held every Wednesday for the last 600 years. As it was cold and wet there were very few stall there so we drove through and out again.
Went up a series of small roads through the centre of the Moors and ended up at Goathland where we had been in 2009. This time we went to the pub, The Goathland Inn AKA the Aidensfield Arms, and had a beer and a meal. It ...
Yorkshire
... peas. Today I saw the sun!!! Yeh! This is the first time I have really seen the sun since I arrived in England. However, it was very brief as the day soon turned to drizzle. Daylight saving finished on Sat so it is dark by 4.30pm Tomorrow, I leave here and head for a B&B near Heathrow as I have an early flight to Canada the next day. Bit sad to leave really but looking forward to my next ...
The first steps...
... of the clinic (Jo). Horse was quite lame and suspected of an abcess, first previously not found. Now we hit the jackpot (mid-frog region), and got a nice amount of puss after which the horse was much more comfortable, but we decided to bring it to the clinic to take some radiographs the next day. After the visits Emma showed me around the highlights of the town and then I went back to my B&B to find the vetstudent completely starving (they always are...). ...
Barnard Castle, Whitby,Warmfield
Sunday and Monday were spend in a township called Barnard Castle. No particular reason for going there, just a few days of R&R and a break from playing tourists. A lovely caravan park, good site and we were ready to veg out for a couple of days. We did not realy want to be on the road due to the long weekend here, which usually means very busy on the roads. We did intend to walk to the township on the Monday but as unusual as it may sound, we woke up to the pitter patter ...
HOW IT ALL STARTED
... My people had some other ideas. One day they sat me down and said I had to pack only the most important things, because we were going to live on the boat! Apparently they had been whispering about this for months behind my tail, Ruta choosing a destination and Alfred – how to get there. So there was nothing else left for me, but to reinvent my dreams and hope to become a first Golden retriever to sail around the world.
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