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Robin Hood’s Bay and Scarborough Camp revisit, 18 August 2014

[2014]

A trip from home in Cleethorpes by train and bus to places in North Yorkshire first visited in 1965

Woke up ca.6.30am — just as well, because I’d neglected to switch the alarm to “on” after I’d set it on the clock to 6.45am.… Shaved and got ready to go out, leaving the house just after 8.30am.

08:55-09:43 Cleethorpes–Barton

Got to the station a little after 8.45am, and obtained the tickets from the machine. The train was just arriving. The doors weren’t locked to allow for preparation of the train (cleaning, etc.), as occurs on First TransPennine Express trains; boarding was allowed straight away.


Monday 18 August 2014 — 08:50:14 (movie screen-capture)
Cleethorpes railway station
Monday 18 August 2014 — 08:51:00
The Barton-on-Humber train waiting at Cleethorpes railway station
We went relatively quickly, I thought, compared with travelling on the line to Scunthorpe, though we were delayed briefly less than a kilometre after the junction that parted us from that line, just before the bridge over the track carrying the A180 road. There was less than a handful of passengers till we got to Goxhill and New Holland where perhaps half-a-dozen got on at each, but others got off.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 09:51:08
“Barton-on-Humber”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 09:50:50
“Barton-on-Humber”

10:01-10:27 Barton-Hull

On the “Humber Fast Cat” bus there was a man in the seat behind me who repeatedly sniffed up making a disgusting glottal snorting noise….
Monday 18 August 2014 — 10:03:52
Aboard the “Humber Fast Cat”
At Hull Interchange I looked in Gregg’s for a sandwich, but they were all oozing with copious latherings of that jissom which is commonly called “mayonnaise”, and as I didn’t fancy undergoing an interrogation in Subway I got a “Cheese Ploughman’s” from W. H. Smith’s: medium-mature cheddar cheese, with tomato, lettuce, red onion and pickle, on malted bread.

11:14-12:44 Hull-Scarborough

Monday 18 August 2014 — 10:47:20
“11:14 Scarborough… [via] Cottingham, Beverley, Driffield, Bridlington, Bempton, Hunmanby, Filey, Seamer”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 10:47:24
“11:14 Scarborough… [via] Cottingham, Beverley, Driffield, Bridlington, Bempton, Hunmanby, Filey, Seamer”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 11:09:38
Aboard the 11:14 train to Scarborough
The wheat-fields south and north of the Humber were “white already to harvest”; many indeed were harvested already, especially just north of the Humber, though some were not. I saw a combine harvester working in one, north of the Humber. The train from Hull to Scarborough called at Cottingham, Beverley, Driffield, Bridlington, Bempton, Hunmanby, Filey and Seamer. There was a woman behind me making no effort to control her annoying, ill-mannered spawn, with electronic devices playing audible music, and burping loudly repeatedly. On the LED illuminated display at Beverley when we stopped the timing of the train-service was shown as “11:28” and the actual time “11:27”, i.e. we were on time. Somewhere I saw two deer without antlers in a small wood that we passed. We arrived at Bridlington at “11:52” and awaited the scheduled departure of “12:05”. I ate my sandwich there. Quite a lot of people got on at Filey. Because the train was scheduled to get to Scarborough at 12:44, I’d planned to get the 13:14 X93 bus, although there was one scheduled for 12:44; I figured that I’d arrive just in time to miss it! And someone sat next to me, so I thought that that would ruin my chances of getting up on the approach to Scarborough and being one of the first out of the door. As it happened, on the approach to Scarborough he got up in advance of any other passengers doing the same and blocking access to the aisle, so I also was able to get up and go to the door.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 12:44:26
Arrival in Scarborough

12:44-13:27 Scarborough-Robin Hood’s Bay

And the 12:44 X93 bus was being held up by a long queue of would-be passengers, so I was able to join them (ticket issued, “12:53:04”).
Monday 18 August 2014 — 12:45:50
Boarding the “X93” bus…
Monday 18 August 2014 — 12:45:50 (detail)
Boarding the “X93” bus to “Middlesbrough via Robin Hood’s Bay”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 12:54:44
Aboard the “X93” bus
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:07:46 (movie screen-capture)
Passing the turn-off in Burniston to Scarborough Camp
The bus passed farms on rolling wolds and wooded areas, and ascended onto purple moorland before descending, sometimes steeply, to the stop in Robin Hood’s Bay. I sent Chris a text message “Greetings from Robin Hood’s Bay!” before descending along the narrow street between the tall, narrow buildings to the sea.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:37:20
Robin Hood’s Bay: I didn’t go down this way.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:37:20 (detail)
Robin Hood’s Bay: I didn’t go down this way.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:41:08
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:42:14
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:43:38
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:44:06
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:45:16
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:46:28
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:46:28 (detail)
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:50:06
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:50:58
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:52:18
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:53:26
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:56:22
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:56:46 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:58:32
Robin Hood’s Bay
I walked out onto the beach to get a look at the massive, tall seawall north of there. There were two candidates for the “paved promenade with a tubular steel fence between it and the sea level below when I finally got to talk to Pam and she finished with me”: on the seawall to the north, and a smaller area to the south. The one to the north was bounded by a concrete wall, but it’s conceivable that that could have replaced “a tubular steel fence” since 1965. The one to the south indeed had such a fence, though more recent than 1965.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:59:42 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 13:59:48 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:01:28
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:01:28 (detail)
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:02:10
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:03:24
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:05:10 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: atop the seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:07:12 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: atop the seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:07:24 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: atop the seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:11:19 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay: atop the seawall
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:13:58
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:14:22
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:15:00
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:15:00 (detail)
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:16:58 (movie screen-capture)
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:18:32
Robin Hood’s Bay
Monday 18 August 2014 — 14:23:22
Robin Hood’s Bay

15:20-16:04 Robin Hood’s Bay–Scarborough
(changed to 14:55–…)

The above timing was taken from Traveline, and perhaps notionally included a walk from elsewhere in Robin Hood’s Bay; the X93 bus was in fact scheduled to arrive at the bus stop at 15:25. Actually, it was a bus half an hour earlier, 14:55, that I boarded (14:55:55). It had to struggle up 25% and 10% gradients. I saw a dead badger on the roadside. We were slowed down by a farm vehicle towing a trailer for a mile or so. The “Tidds Corner” bus stop at Burniston came up and went past too quickly for me to act, so I got off at the next stop (15:26) and walked back. I marched up Limestone Lane and saw the entrance to the erstwhile Scarborough Camp — fleetingly passing, as I went up and returned down, a couple who now lived in Burniston but who had met on holiday there in 1964 — before getting back to the Tidds Corner stop (15:50) too late, it seemed, for the next X93 bus.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:31:18
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:32:10
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:33:40
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:33:40 (detail)
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:34:26
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:36:06
Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:40:45 (movie screen-capture)
Former entrance of Scarborough Camp
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:41:01 (movie screen-capture)
Former entrance of Scarborough Camp
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:41:04 (movie screen-capture)
Former entrance of Scarborough Camp
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:41:54
Going back down Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:46:00
Going back down Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:47:54
Going back down Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:50:24 (movie screen-capture)
End of Limestone Road, Burniston
Monday 18 August 2014 — 15:50:31 (movie screen-capture)
Bus stop where we caught the bus to Robin Hood’s Bay in 1965
There was a №15 scheduled for 16:06, which arrived somewhat late then rather “went round the houses” so didn’t arrive outside Scarborough station till 16:38. So my hopes of getting the 16:23 train to Hull were disappointed. That gave me over an hour till the 17:57 train.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 16:10:12
On the No.15 bus to Scarborough
The nearest pub was a Wetherspoon’s — “The Lord Rosebery” — so I went there and bought a pint of Harviestoun Schiehallion, a “craft lager”, 4.8% a.b.v.
When I went back to the bar and ordered a mixed grill I was told that the price included a drink, so I had another pint of Schiehallion.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 16:39:38
“The Lord Rosebery”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 16:57:30
Mixed grill
Monday 18 August 2014 — 17:27:20
All done!
Monday 18 August 2014 — 17:46:30
Railway station, Scarborough

16:23-17:49 Scarborough–Hull
(changed to 17:57–19:27)

The 17:57 train from Scarborough was already boarding at 17:48 when I got to it, so I found it almost full.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 17:48:34
“17:57 Hull, calling at Seamer, Filey, Hunmanby, Bempton, Bridlington, Nafferton, Driffield, Hutton Cranswick, Beverley, Cottingham, Hull”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 17:48:52
The train to Hull
I sat in a non-table seat to the right of the aisle, next to a young woman who was reading a book.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 17:50:20
The train to Hull
I moved to sit in the seat on the opposite side when she needed to pass me to get off at Bridlington. There were some sort of boxes under the seats in front, though, restricting my leg-room, so before long I moved to other non-table seats a bit further forward on the right, behind table seats occupied by a couple who kept pouring white liquid into two glasses from a bottle not very effectively hidden in a plastic bag. The woman turned to face the man, which put her into eye-contact with me. They — especially she — were clearly intoxicated by the white liquid, or perhaps by other liquid consumed prior to joining the train. I felt quite uncomfortable to be in her viewing range, and also because she was getting quite animated in her conversation with the man; but there was no word spoken between us. In addition to the outward train’s calling points, this return train stopped at Nafferton before Driffield, and at Hutton Cranswick after. I had hopes of the train arriving in Hull early and of being able to get the 19:25 bus to Barton. Then if I were really lucky I might be able to get the originally planned 19:58 train from Barton. I rose and went to the door as the train approached Hull, and was the first off it, but I found that the bus had gone. For on the display the next scheduled bus was 20:25, and I walked and checked the 30 or more bays in case the 19:25 bus was still there, but it wasn’t. So there was nearly an hour to pass. I walked down Jameson Street and back along Paragon Street, looking for a place that primarily sold coffee, e.g. Costa. I didn’t want to go in an eating place, e.g. Subway, and order just coffee. Not finding any of the latter, I returned to Paragon Interchange.

18:00–18:30 Hull–Barton
(changed to 20:25–20:50)

I boarded (20:22) the 20:25 “Fast Cat” bus and rode as far as Barton railway station.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:11:44
“20:25 Scunthorpe (Bus Station)”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:12:44
Hull Paragon Interchange
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:23:12
Aboard the “Humber Fast Cat”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:23:12 (detail)
“Welcome aboard the Humber Fast Cat”
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:24:40
Reflection in the Hull Paragon Interchange window
Monday 18 August 2014 — 20:24:40 (flipped)
“350 Scunthorpe”
What to do now? I headed down Fleetgate, and entered the first open pub I saw: “Charlie’s Bar”. I had a pint of Strongbow cider and sat in the TV area. Burnley Football Club were losing at home to Chelsea — my least favourite pastime!
Monday 18 August 2014 — 21:40:48
“Charlie’s Bar”, Fleetgate, Barton-on-Humber
Monday 18 August 2014 — 21:05:08
Pint of Strongbow and my least favourite pastime

19:58–20:48 Barton–Cleethorpes
(changed to 21:58–22:48)

Back at the railway station, there seemed to be lights in the distance down the track, but they took a long time brightening and eventually approaching. I was almost alone on the very dilapidated single coach that passed for a train on this route.
Monday 18 August 2014 — 22:00:20
Aboard the train to Cleethorpes
And so I got home.… Made a screen-capture from the first video (23:43) and edited 7 photos (23:45–00:10), before deciding to go to bed.


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