Sunday Lunch or Parmo?
Last time we walked these parts, we headed North on the Cleveland Way. It seems prudent to venture in the opposite direction on our revisit.
Mrs M, having studied Tripadvisor for hours, decides that the uniquely named Fylingdales Inn, just outside of Robin Hood's Bay, has one of the better Sunday lunches around. We remember the steepness of the road when dropping down to the bay, but no time to hang around, we are up and away on the Cleveland Way.
Regular Blogfans will notice two new members. A pair of Springer Spaniels who are my type of dog. Yesterday, they tried to drag me in the Little Angel in Whitby. When that failed, they tried again at the Grandby. I shall not forsake them a third time.
The Coast Path is grand, high and seemingly made of mud. Much is crumbling into the sea. With fences only on the inland side, the dogs remain on leads until whenever we drop down to a cove. The first, the Boggle Hole, does not pass the Mrs M sniff test. Having let them off for a splash, she quickly re-clips them saying it stinks. Of what I ask, only for another couple to answer "Shit". Northeners telling it like it is.
I think I have deduced how the remote YHA plumbing works.
Finish at the pub, where I think the four of us deserve our refreshments.
The Fylingdales is a solid Theakston house, doing a good trade in food. It is Sunday - the roasts are beef, pork or turkey - but a full menu is also available.
With six different types of Parmo on offer, I should have probably eaten a little more local.
But I don't regret the turkey - delivered quickly enough that most of the XB was still available to wash it down.
Walk Details
Distance - 8 Miles
Geocaches - 7
Walk Inspiration - 100 Walks in East Yorkshire, Walk 9
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