RSS Feed

Seeking solitude – walking from Whitby to Ravenscar


May 29, 2014 by admin

Don’t get me wrong, I like other people. But occasionally I do like to head out on a little adventure all by myself. It makes it slightly more scary, slightly more liberating and it gives me plenty of time to think. Or sing aloud with no-one listening.

As I have no children this week (I know, how did I wangle that one?) I decided to buy some hiking boots and a small backpack and attempt a bit of the Cleveland Way. If you did the Cleveland Way in its entirety, you’d have to walk 110 miles. I didn’t have the time to do that and did I mention I had new boots?

So my grand plan was to catch a train from York to Scarborough (somehow going on a train always makes any trip seem that much more of an adventure), then walk from Scarborough to Boggle Hole Youth Hostel just before Robin Hood’s Bay. And then after a night in the hostel, walk to Whitby, where I’d catch a bus and go home.

Except on the morning of my trip, the Met Office gave a yellow warning for rain all along the Yorkshire coast, with not insignificant winds just to add to the mix. Given the walk is a clifftop coastal walk, which does get very muddy and you walk quite close to the edge at times, I started to have second thoughts.

After much deliberation while the heavens poured down outside, I decided to drive to Whitby, walk to Boggle Hole and then retrace my steps. That would make a shorter walk and if the weather really got too vile, I could simply turn around and drive home.

The weather was pretty vile. But I wish I’d stuck with my original plan because it was manageable. And there is something utterly liberating about walking in the rain. If you have good shoes on, your feet stay dry. This is important. If you wear natty waterproof trousers as I did, your bottom half stays dry (even though you will look like a telly tubby). If you wear a really not very good supposedly waterproof jacket, you will get wet. But once you’re wet, you’re wet. And who bloody cares when you get to see this:

Cleveland WayI walked for a good hour this morning before I saw a single other person. It was just me and the cows and the sheep and the seabirds and fields of buttercups dancing in the wind. And because no-one was there, I could sing out loud (Sound of Music was my preference) and talk to myself (yes, I know it’s the first sign of madness but it helps to talk out loud when you’re trying to build a plot for a book). It didn’t matter that my clothes were filthy, that my hair was in knots, that my face was make up free and rather sweaty. I could just be me. It was lovely.

When you stand on a clifftop, with the wind pelting rain at your face, looking out at the vast curving expanse of sea in front of you, you get a real sense of the earth’s size, shape and beauty. While pretty huge, it makes you realise just how tiny it is in relation to the rest of the universe and how tinier still we are. And that puts any problems you might have into perspective, which is why you end up singing like a loon to a field of cows in the rain. Because why not?

If you like me sometimes yearn for head space and clean air to just revel in nature, I can highly recommend doing this walk (or one similar near you).  Here’s how to do it:

I found this website very useful, with lots of info on the trail depending on where you want to start and how much of it you want to do. It also has plenty of other trails to try out.

I started in Whitby. To find the start, just walk up the steps to the Abbey, walk through the gates as though you are going to the Abbey, but then follow the road to the left and you’ll see a sign showing you where to go:


whitby Abbey

The path is clearly signposted. You will walk through a caravan park (less lovely) but once you’re through that, it’s just miles of gorgeous coastline to enjoy.

Looking back in the direction of Whitby - plenty of kissing gates and farm gates to go through

Looking back in the direction of Whitby – plenty of kissing gates and farm gates to go through

You will pass an old fog horn, which mercifully wasn’t blaring out because it was foggy but the thing would deafen you! That is swiftly followed by a lighthouse.

Fog horn!

Fog horn!



Besides those two landmarks, really the route is just a series of undulating hills. There are one or two places to stop for a snack at caravan park cafes, which thankfully are off the path so you can avoid them entirely should you not need food. Large bits of the walk are flat, but you do get steep inclines and declines, with plenty of little streams to cross – some by bridge, others by stepping stones. You do occasionally have to walk through fields with cows (something I am not a fan of) but mostly you simply walk past the sheep and cows grazing on their side of the fence. In places the path does get very close to the edge of the cliff. I made sure I walked as far from the edge as possible due to the wet conditions and the erosion that is visible the entire length of the coast. It really does feel like the sea is taking big bites out of Britain and one day there will simply be no land left!

Cows safely kept at bay (I am not a fan of cows)

Cows safely kept at bay (I am not a fan of cows)


The path going down and then up

The path going down and then up

Streams to cross

Streams to cross

Walking into Robin Hood’s Bay, you head down a very steep hill. If you’ve never been to Robin Hood’s Bay, it is an old fishing village with houses stacked on top of each other, clinging to a steep hill as though they are afraid they might topple into the sea. I stopped for a cup of tea and scone with jam and cream at the bottom of the hill – just what was needed on a very wet day.

tea and sconesI got to Boggle Hole (about a 1/2 mile after Robin Hood’s Bay) but I felt I hadn’t walked enough (I’d only done about 7 miles) so I kept going to Ravenscar. I passed the Peak Alum ruins, saw deer in fields and climbed up a steep hill through beautiful woods to get to Ravenscar. Sadly, when I got there, the fog had set in so thick that I could see nothing so had to turn around and head back to Boggle Hole.

The ruins at Peak Alum - a National Trust site

The ruins at Peak Alum – a National Trust site

Foggy woods - a steep climb and very wet underfoot

Foggy woods – a steep climb and very wet underfoot

I have stayed at Boggle Hole Youth Hostel before and blogged about it – here. This time I had to stay in a shared dorm, not something I have done since I was about 21. But it was fine – the showers were hot, the beds not too uncomfy for bunkbeds and frankly all I wanted to do was sleep after eating a meal and having a small bottle of wine. After wolfing down my full English (£4.99 from YHA) this morning, I set off retracing my steps.

This was the view that greeted me this morning:IMG_1293 I was amazed that I had no blisters given I had new boots, but my feet were fine, if a little stiff. Like the rest of me. Who knew walking up and down hills in slippery mud could tire you out so much?

After almost reaching the end, and after stopping for a moment on a bench to admire the view and complete solitude, I begrudgingly got up and did the last slog back to Whitby. Slog, because my feet were tired by then and I had to see other people. Didn’t they get the memo that the Yorkshire Coast was mine, and mine alone?

Whitby steps. I felt every one of the 199 of them

Whitby steps. I felt every one of the 199 of them

And then I rewarded myself with a proper Yorkshire lunch of chips n gravy.

IMG_1307And that was it. By my reckoning, about 23miles in total walked. I now have the walking bug (not to mention the boots and backpack) so will be doing a whole bunch more of it. Coast to coast perhaps?



  1. That looks like a wonderful walk! I’m quite jealous, despite the rain. Btw, have you read Wild by Cheryl Strayed? I think you would enjoy it…

  2. Potty Mummy says:

    That sounds amazing – I’m jealous. And I just read ‘Wild’, too. Very entertaining (although sometimes her ill-preparedness takes your breath away).

  3. Trish @ Mum's Gone To says:

    This post popped into my inbox just at the right time. I’m compiling the BritMums travel round-up and the theme is child-free breaks. It will be published on Monday and you’re in!

  4. Iota says:

    I’ve walked a bit of that coast, and it’s just beautiful. Wonderful.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>


Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 107 other subscribers

Previous posts

Follow on Bloglovin
%d bloggers like this: