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My wife came along to do the driving and do some sight seeing.  We met up every night.
2018
June 4 - June 16

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Wednesday 13th June
The start of day 8, My final day of walking, dropped off below Flixton Wold Howe
Campdale Wold
Crossroads of the Wolds Way & the Centenary Way
Heading toward Stockdale Farm
Heading toward Stockdale Farm, pheasant!
Poppies, daisies, buttercups and mustard
Heading toward Muston Wold Farm
Scarborough Castle & the North Sea
Crab rocks
The last wooden Wolds Way sign to Filey
Filey Brigg
Almost to the end.
Filey Brigg; breakers from the tide coming in.
The End!
The end of my 2018 walk meets up with the end of my 2010 walk.
Oh Look, the Silver Lake Sea Serpent followed us!
(In the park next to our hotel for the night.)
Ahhh, a room with a view, and a nice pint. What a way to celebrate!
My Wife's cousins met us at the hotel in Filey.
Thursday 14th June
Time for a walk in Filey, with the cousins and a niece (whose trip from Boston to visit friends, happened to coinside with ours.)We coined a new phrase to sell Filey.  "Filey, it's Bracing!"
We bade farewell to family, and made our way to North Landing, and Flamborough Cliffs in a 60+ mph wind.
Then we wandered inland to Pickering for the night.
We treated ourselves to a deluxe room.
Friday 15th, June
In the morning, it was off to Pickering Castle.
Guess where we went next...
Rievaulx Abbey
Pronounced:  ree-VOH
Rievaulx Abbey, this place is huge!
The high Altar,
(with a couple of smart asses)
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Time to find somewhere to spend the night.  Ripon looks good!
Ripon Cathedral.
See that little pink dot in the center door arch? That's my wife.
The obolisk in Ripon.
Every night at 9pm (no matter the weather) a horn blower arrives at the obolisk to sound one long note at each of the four corners of the obolisk.
'Setting the Watch' dates back to the year 886 when Alfred the Great visited the City in those unsettled and troubled Viking times, and was so impressed by the place itself and the support he was given by the people against the intruders that he decided to grant the community a Royal Charter. As it was a spontaneous decision he did not have a parchment scroll or anything of that prepared. All he had to offer them as a symbol of the Charter was a horn. He told them that they should treasure the horn, refer to it henceforth as THE CHARTER HORN, and look after it for ever, and the people did. It is still in safe keeping in the City Town Hall today.This is the first woman to be permitted to "Set the watch". She's been doing it for about a year.  It only took Ripon 1131 years to apoint a woman horn blower.
The Old Deanery
Our hotel in Ripon, with an amazing view of the Cathedral, was built as a home to the Dean of the Cathedral in 1625.
The view from our room. — in Ripon, North Yorkshire.
Me in front of Ripon Cathedral
Time to wind our way over to the Manchester Airport, to fly out the next morning.
Saturday 16th of June,Our final day.
We stopped into a pub in Edale, where the Pennine Way national trail begins, and where my wife's Uncle Len (RIP) took us on our first visit to England (our honeymoon, 25 years ago)
Our drive to the airport took us past this pub in Hazel Grove. It was a favourite haunt of my wife's late Uncle Brian. Sadly I never got to meet him, but it was his bequest that funded our honeymoon trip over in 1993, and started my love of the British countryside and all their national trails.
Our itinerary, put together by my wife.The items in the little boxes are what she was up to, while I was walking.
THE END!
Stay tuned for my 2019 walk, with my youngest son, and his oldest boy.
Three generations walking Hadrian's Wall!