On Monday morning my Mum suddenly had a change of heart and agreed with my Dad, just as my sister and I had packed a bag each to take with us, so we felt pretty let down. We had been looking forward to this little trip all weekend and we didn't just want to spend the day at home.
In the end, we managed to persuade the parents with James' help, and by 11am, we were on our merry way to the coast.
As Dad had expected, the traffic was pretty bad. A journey that should have taken 1.5 hours had instead stolen 3 and a half hours out of our day. We tried not to let this ruin the trip.
However, where I live had glorious sunshine all weekend, and when we arrived at the coast, it was freezing! We were all in shorts with sunglasses on and my Mum in flip flops. Luckily I had brought a pair of jeans and my Converse just in case, so I was pretty warm.
None of us had eaten all morning so our first stop was at a little hotel restaurant for some lovely warm baguettes, then we made our way to the beach.
None of us had eaten all morning so our first stop was at a little hotel restaurant for some lovely warm baguettes, then we made our way to the beach.
The freakishly steep hill (it gets steeper!) |
Once we had gotten down the massively steep hill to the beach, it began to warm up as the sun started to peek out of the clouds. I got my Canon 600D out, Emma had her Fujifilm and we had a go at some photography for 5 minutes whilst James, Mum and Dad went fossil hunting.
It was already pushing 4 o'clock so we decided it was time to make our way back to the car and move on to Whitby. Unfortunately, no one found any fossils (unless you count my Dad as one).
A few of snaps from Robin Hood's Bay. |
A snap from the marina in Whitby. |
On the way home we stopped off in a restaurant for some fish and chips (kind of compulsory when you visit the seaside). We got stuck in a little traffic on the way home but was no where near as bad as when we were going.
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