Following on from our Scottish trip in 2010, we could not wait to return, but this time we were determined to avoid the dreaded Midges, cos poor ol’ Keefy got EATEN ALIVE on our last adventure. In true Daisy fashion, we wanted to make sure we saw lots of places before we hit “the main feature” so decided to work our way up the East side of England and then spend a week or so meandering along the Braemar valley.
First stop- Sherwood Forest! A lovely day trip to see Major Oak, and a good stretch of the leggies round the forest, and the dreaded council estate too…
We then worked our way up to Dracula’s old haunt, Whitby. We decided to splash out on a DELUXE pitch at the Whitby Holiday Park, with a promise that we would have the best pitch on the rather large site. And boy did it deliver. When we pulled onto the site, we both looked ahead with trepidation- there was a club house, loads of statics, and all the other things that we would usually not go for and run a mile. We persevered through the lengthly check in procedure and was shown to our pitch.
One of the things we were determined to do this time round, was travel early, pitch then explore. So off we set to Whitby, and enjoyed a mosy round the streets, a couple of beers and the BEST FISH AND CHIPS IN THE WORLD. Hells bells, I can still remember. Yum- tastic! It was precisely after these fish and chips, and during a pint to wash em down (rude not to eh?) that I had a geographic moment of inspiration (these don’t happen very often). I realised we are about as far on the east coast as we could be and, doesn’t the sun come up on the east? As a keen photographer, I decided that I, Lydia P, hater of early mornings, was going to attempt to get up in time to watch the sunrise. Ha, Keith scoffed. YEAH RIGHT. Off we tottered back to Daisy and I eagerly checked sunrise times on my iPhone, set my alarm and fell asleep to Keith going on about how unlikely it was going to be, blah blah blah. What were the chances of a) me waking up, b) me getting up, and c) if I had managed to overcome a and b, what were the chances of being able to see the sunrise- it was early April and you know what British weather is like!
Well, I did, and this is how it was: (I actually took over 200 photos that morning, before 6 am, thats a record for me- these are my favs)
That was one of those moments where you just stand, in humble silence, everyone else on the campsite was fast asleep other than one guy who was snapping away too, and it was just awesome. I even blubbed.. !
Anyway, I was far too pumped to go back to sleep, so sat and went through my photos time and again until it was a reasonable time to eat, and bugger on off, both well chuffed we had splashed out and for once the good old english weather had been kind to us!
Next stop- Holy Island (Lindisfarne). We’d both been here before, but very much enjoyed it this time, driving across the causeway in Daisy with a great view from our high driving position! We were treated to a spectacular sunset that night from our campsite, a perfect end to a perfect day!
Next stop, Edinburgh- time for me to meet Keefy’s cousin Simon- unbeknownst to Keith, Simon and I had shared email conversations earlier that month, as I was in the middle of organising a surprise party for K’s birthday. We had lots of fun trying to be discreet, as we got drunker and drunker and drunker!