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Shakedown t’Yorkshire


The York Clubsite is very handy for the city and after all our complaints about Clubsite prices, I think this one is worth it for that convenience. We paid £0 because the Club has a ‘one night free’ offer at the moment.

The Minster entrance fee is £18 each but is valid for 12 months. What a stupendous place.







The House of Trembling Madness does lovely beer and fantastic beef goulash. The wall above our head was adorned with various animal heads.




Then we went to Filey for some sea air. It was certainly bracing.





We had to brave a dip (in the weather) but still managed a long walk, some beer and fish and chips (inside).

This was a tin behind the chip shop counter. I had to ask what was in the tin. Apparently it’s the Saturday lottery box!





This is a lovely construction, known locally as ‘Finlay’ and was donated to Filey by a long time visitor from Scarborough. It’s a fisherman and is actually titled, ‘High tide in short wellies’, making “a powerful statement about the decline in the fishing industry”.




It’s a hollow construction, comprising hundreds of small steel panels that have been seam welded.

There’s a beautiful war memorial garden in the centre of the town. Not a weed in sight.




Filey Brigg is much more dramatic than I imagined
but the wind was too strong to venture on to it after we already walked 8 miles in the wind and rain!

These are the cliffs just to the north.




We stayed at the Filey Brigg Country Park caravan site. The weather has of course been so wet that no one is able to stand on the grass but luckily there’s several pitches with hard standing.

Walking is tricky too with extremely muddy paths and still standing water. This is a field standing alongside, not blocking it but still it’s higher than the track!







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