Blogs from North York Moors, North Yorkshire, England, United Kingdom, Europe - page 3

Thomas climbed Roseberry Topping on 9/2/08. He has been asking to join his dad on a mountain climb so we took him to our local Matterhorn - Roseberry Topping near Great Ayton. Kitted out in Spotty Otter suit he walked unaided all the way to the top, taking about hour and half. We stopped once so Thomas could rest his legs and have a snack. The weather was great, but a tad windy on the top. After reachind the trig point we sat down and eat some sandwiches then set off back to the car. Thomas made it unaided back to the car and soon fell asleep. We popped into Lord Stones cafe on the way home and had dinner and a pint (£1). Next stop for Thomas is the lakes, it was suprising how fit ... read more

Okay, so the travelblog site is back up and running - and luckily we managed to restore this entry. I feel sorry for those poor folk that have lost entire journals. Well, it's almost time to go. Hello everyone. For those of you that don't know, we are about to leave the UK and head off into the outback. We visited Australia for a look around in January 2007, and thought we could see ourselves living there - so why not give it a go? We chose Melbourne as the place we want to live, so we came back to the UK - packed in our jobs, and started organising our trip over. Final preparations are afoot, shippers have been booked to put all our worldly effects into a container, and send it across the ocean, ... read more

Day 4 was to be my last day and fortunately, the previous day’s showers had blown out into the North Sea and the day started with bright, blue skies. I began to head south towards Nottingham again. I still had a little time to explore the North York Moors though. These moors are a little more harsh and desolate than the Yorkshire Dales but the stark terrain has its own beauty. The North of England seems a world away from the busy south. With the tiny villages seemingly unchanged for decades, it’s all too easy to imagine that I’m a young officer in the service in the 1940s much like my father was, trundling across the countryside on a trusty Triumph (albeit without Lucas electrics). Reluctantly, I make my way south towards Nottingham. I stick to ... read more

Part X 5th June - Monday "Thank You" Martin and Karen for your wonderful hospitality and great company, also "Thank You" Denise and Stewart for a fabulous meal last night We followed Martin into Darlington and he parked his car in Blackwell and drove ours into Darlington so he could give us a bit of a tour of the town centre. It was Market Day so we would have been hopeless trying to get around the one-way system. We stopped at Taylor’s the pork butchers so we could get some of their famous pork pies - yummy! We said a tearful goodbye to Martin and took the A66 to Stockton and Middlesbrough the start of our coastal drive to Whitby. Stockton was happily bypassed and we saw part of Middlesbrough including the industrial area of Teesmouth. ... read more

After a respite with limited to no internet access, I am able to update you all on the past weeks' activities. I write from a rather lovely, if ever so slightly isolated, section of the Yorkshire dales. Myself, Abbie, Brooke and Ric are staying with Ric's sister very near Pately Bridge, home of England's oldest sweetshop, lapwings, and thanks to us, at least one dead rabbit (run over rather fatefully by our zippy little Renault hire car). In the last week much has occurred. This said the best of it, somewhat predictably, involves me drinking much wine, getting some sleep for once, and generally living life at a pace less hectic than that of Bangkok. Whilst obviously never regretting a trip to Thailand, England (and Wales) have acted much like Wayne Rooney's personal oxygen tent, speeding ... read more