I had initially planned to go on the Wednesday, but after an action packed weekend we needed a bit of a break, and I had sodding reports to complete (2 down, 22 to go....). So Friday morning we checked the weather app (all sunny and bright) and tootled off up the M62, following the trusty satus navigus. I had looked on the map and it looked about an hour or so away (you know its not going to be even slightly that close).
Our delightful satus navigus must have at some point, by me I must admit, been programmed to take the scenic route, because that is all it ever takes. We have just left the M62 when we hit a spot of congestion. As GO rightly mumbled from the passenger seat, "bloody weekend traffic, holiday makers all going home". None of which I had any control over, we also hit road works, road narrowing and a whole shed load of traffic lights. We both noted that the road leaving Filey/Scarborough was just as congested and made mental notes to go home a different way. By now we had passed, Huddersfield, Halifax, Leeds, York and Scarborough, but we had made it, the sun was shining and we found a parking space, all be it on the top of the hill behind the grand hotels, at the cost of £5 for 4 hours.
We grabbed our gear and made out way to the seafront for our picnic, as we walked through the park past the playground, boating lake, mini race track and three putting greens, we noticed everybody else was wrapped up in jackets and scarves. I then started to feel chilly, I had dressed for a day trip to the Northern Riviera in June, I should have dressed for a spring day by the North sea. It was freezing, we decided against the sea front and took shelter in a pavilion on the putting green. We/GO wrapped ourselves/himself in the picnic blanket and had our lunch. As GO was still in recovery he passed on the coffee and just ate his roll, slowly. I didn't want the whole day to be a bust so I told him to stay put an keep warm and I would go and take some photo for the trip.
As I strolled along the prom (prom, prom, tiddly, om, pom, pom) taking photos, planning activities for the children to do. I realised that we would be here for about five hours, with 24 5/6 y.o's and all they had brought with them in previous years were some bats and balls. I am planning on doing some sketching (of the beach huts), take some rubbings of the pavement (lots of shells and rocks), setting up a scavenger hunt, before running along the beach and paddling.
As I turned around making my way back to GO, I got a text message "I'm cold, going back to the car." Bless him, he had to carry the backpack, cool box and my handbag back to the car all by himself. just as he got himself comfy cosy I arrived and off we went, after a two and a half hour journey we had spent fifty minutes in Filey. WE have used all of the fuel that we had put in the car (I will find out about getting that back, or maybe I should just claim expenses for it). Mindful of the traffic leaving Filey on the way in we decided to go a different way towards Hull via, Bridlington and Beverly. The satus navigus wasn't happy and kept trying to turn us
around. Finally after being caught in the rush hour traffic we got home, 7 hours after we left. This trip better be good, because I am not sure it will be worth all of the agro. On the plus side it was a day out and I can now say I have been on the world tour of Yorkshire.
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