After an excellent, but rather soggy week in Yorkshire’s two National Parks, we crossed the Pennines and headed to the Lake District National Park, in Cumbria. Having previously visited the Lake District, for a few days back in 1980, we correctly anticipated some rain.
We planned to stay a week and with no timeshare exchanges available, we found Virginia Cottage, an excellent Guest House/B&B in Bowness-on-Windermere.
This is the final installment of our week in Yorkshire. On our final day, the forecast was early morning overcast skies, followed by afternoon sunny periods. With some blue sky on the horizon, we decided to return to the coast, but where to visit?
Our old neighbours, who came from Scarborough, had suggested visiting their home town, when we had lunch before departing for UK. Scarborough is another of Yorkshire’s coastal towns, and we never need too much encouragement to visit the ocean. So Scarborough, about 20 miles south of Whitby, was our preferred final destination in Yorkshire.
White rose country (Yorkshire), with its 2 National Parks on either side of the A1(M), was one of the eagerly awaited highlights of our 5 months in UK. We planned a day visiting the moors, then a couple of days in the larger Dales. For the blog, I anticipated creating a post for each area, with loads of photos expounding the sheer natural beauty of both these areas. Regrettably, mother nature intervened, with conditions not conducive to photography. In fact, the day we toured the moors, visibility was measured in mere yards and in the Dales we experienced a torrential downpour causing extensive flooding in many areas. Continue reading →
During our week in Yorkshire, while the weather forecast was consistent, sadly it called for daily rain. On day 3, the forecast comprised early morning rain, followed by mixed overcast and sunny periods. Since Whitby is about 50 miles, or over an hour drive from our condo in Thirsk, we hoped the rain would quit by the time we reached Whitby. Well, we didn’t see any sun, but at least it didn’t rain.
After about a month in St Andrews staying with my dad, we set off for our next adventure about the middle of July. On our last trip around England we mostly stayed in B&B’s, but this trip was mostly timeshares, supplemented with a couple of B&B’s. The schedule included Manchester, Yorkshire, Lake District, Henley-on-Thames, Somerset, Devon and Cornwall. We were due back in St Andrews by Aug 24th, as we had Edinburgh Tattoo tickets on the 26th.
Back in Strathkinness, after our first trip around England, we were chatting with my dad about some of the sights we saw and attractions we visited. While discussing the Boscombe Down Aircraft Collection, he mentioned that there is an aircraft museum just outside Edinburgh.
Thinking that we could handle 2 attractions in a single day, we planned to visit the Air Museum and the Royal Yacht Britannia, which is docked at Leith. This was a good combination, as we could take the Edinburgh Ring Road to the East Fortune Airfield and return through Edinburgh and Leith.
The Air Museum’s star attraction is Concorde G-BOAA. I saw this very aircraft over 41 years ago, read on to find out where!!
For me, one of the benefits of our current extended UK holiday is the opportunity to re-visit some of my old childhood memories. Back in the 1960’s we lived in Perth, Scotland for about 8 years.
A couple of weeks ago, we drove up to Perth, driving past both of our old homes and checked out the numerous changes throughout the city. This brought back memories of picnics we had at Little Glenshee, a remote area, which I recall is fairly close to Perth, I just couldn’t remember exactly where it was. My feeble excuse being the mere 50 years since my last visit.
St Andrews, a quiet little town on the East Coast of Scotland, located between the cities of Dundee and Edinburgh. If you are a golfer, you probably know of St Andrews, as it is renowned as being the home of golf.
However, St Andrews with 7 public golf courses, is more than golfing, as it has one of UK’s premier universities and during the summer months is a bustling family tourist resort – beaches, caravan parks, harbour, castle, cathedral and coastal path, to name but a few of the attractions.
Ceres is a small village about 8 miles inland from St Andrews, or less than 5 miles from Strathkinness, where I lived before moving to Canada. Growing up in the area, I’m almost certain I had heard of the Ceres Games, but as a teenager, it probably wasn’t high on the priority list.
Oh! how times change with age. One day, while returning to Strathkinness, we drove through Ceres noting signs advertising next weekend’s highland games. Back at the house, I googled and found that it was the 703rd anniversary, of the first games held in 1314. OMG, we have to check it out, and bonus, admission is “free”.
Blenheim Palace, located about 20 miles from Oxford has 2 claims to fame – it is the only palace in UK that is not a royal residence, and it was the birthplace of one of UK’s most famous Prime Ministers, Sir Winston Churchill.
Our visit coincided with one of the Nocturne concerts, which that night featured The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra. This resulted in some areas not being open and the home closing earlier than usual.