I stopped briefly today in Whitby, Captain Cook's adopted home town. I walked part of the Clevedon Way, from Robin Hood's Bay (a nice old fishing village with steep narrow streets) to Scarborough (an ugly, depressing town with no apparent redeeming characteristics that I could see- maybe it's nicer in warmer weather?). The views were nice and the weather was mostly fine. The walk took me 6 hours. I caught a bus back from Scarborough to the hostel. I broke my golden rule today and attempted to rely on following a well known path rather than using a map. I wish that I had bought a map.
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