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... along the promenade and a good beach but the main claim to fame, according to our friends, is the lemon top. This is an ice cream topped with lemon sorbet, of course we felt obligated to try and it was surprisingly tasty! As you may gather this area makes a sizeable living off local identities and television programs. So with this in mind we had to visit Goathland which is better known as Aidensfield in the long running ...
... and produce. We then made our way to the beach and went for a nice 2km walk up and back. It was really a nice walk even if the temperature was cold, below 10, with a strong breeze coming straight off the ocean, but it did not stop some mad Englishmen from going swimming!
During the walk we found ourselves amongst some very colourful beach huts similar to those found at St Kilda Beach in Australia. The boys were geocaching ...
... Great Ayton as it is the boyhood town of Captain James Cook and there are a number of monuments and museums dedicated to him.
Today is Friday, and we decided to make it a very easy day by staying at the apartment, catching up on our blogs, washing and resting after a couple of big weeks.
This afternoon we ventured out and walked around the very pretty village of Great Ayton and saw some of the sights ...
... C, so I wasn’t sure how much swimming we would be doing!
We drove through Harrogate and had a little tour stopping at the famous tea shop, Betty’s! Apparently Dad and George made the executive decision that we didn’t have time to stop and sample their tasty treats. Next time! Our Pop lived here in Harrogate during his time in England in the 60s. It is still a desirable place to live with the following ...
So we stopped for a spot of morning tea. We may have tasted a few wild strawberries growing nearby as well.
After morning tea we again found ourselves walking in beautiful woodland. We followed the Little Beck as it made its way through Little Beck Wood, at the start of which Sue and I sampled some wild gooseberries.
Not for the first time we had gone from walking on almost barren moors to strolling in dense woods in the blink of an eye.
In the wood we ...