In the morning in Egton Bridge we awoke with mixed feelings. As difficult as the journey had been, we didn’t want it to end. The proprietors made us a delicious breakfast in their conservatory (which we have decided is a must have for our future home). Then we gathered our things and were on the road once more.
Although it was not intended to be this way, the final day’s walk is a bit of an encore of all the trickiest bits of the previous days. There is elevation gain, muck, mud, midges, bog, and road walking. By this point though, we were used to these different challenges and without too much profanity, navigated them with confidence. We found ourselves stopping at the Hare and Hounds in Hawkser, just before Robin Hood’s Bay because we wanted to stretch our our final moments on the trail.
The walk along the coast was much easier than I had anticipated; it was far less steep then the walk along St. Bee’s Head. Although the first days of the walk in the Lake District were so very difficult, I am glad to have experienced them first. I imagine that they would have been a frustrating surprise toward the end of our walk.
The photo above is the first image I saw upon entering Robin Hood’s Bay; we had arrived!
As prescribed by Wainwright, we walked down to the shore and threw the pebbles we had collected from St Bee’s Head and carried with us along the way into the North Sea.
We spent the afternoon into the evening at The Bay Hotel, Wainwright’s Bar, drinking, eating and perusing the guest book. We were happy to see the L&B had made there way several days earliar, as did the family from Singapore. We never learned the proper names of the Fast Walking Bacon Eaters, so we couldn’t discern whether or not they had arrived. I knew in two days M&G would be adding their names to the registry as well. If you find yourself walking this way, you’ll find me under a different name, but you will know me by 30WaysofWalking.