Tim Scotts Coast to Coast walk September 2017 travel blog

Pheasants near Park House

Scarth Wood Moor

The Cleveland way in the September morning sun

Yours truly on the Cleveland way

Selfie in the sunshine

Scaling Wain Stones

Day 14 about 11 miles A day to look forward to as the route planned passed a coffee shop and took in a walk along the Cleveland way. I bade farewell to our lovely host and the Aussie contingent after a delicious breakfast. The sun was shining as I followed a beautiful woodland path up the hill for nearly 2 miles encountering loads of pheasants on the pathway

Now my knowledge of Pheasant language is far from proficient, unlike cow and bull language and sheep language but some years ago I did buy a 'Teach yourself Pheasant & Grouse' book and cassette in the days before DVD, Blue Ray and CD and although a little rusty I did convey to them they ought to take care during the game season; like the sheep though I'm not sure my message was taken in. Anyway back to the real world as opposed to the 'Walter Mitty' one I live in I was feeling well, enjoying the sunshine when I crossed Scarth Wood Moor my first high moor since the mud of Nine Standards but the path was beautiful because this was National Trust land on a national trail the Cleveland way and the moor was drained by a series of stone ducts.

The Wainwright Coast to Coast walk, however internationally popular it is, is not a recognised national trail and as such it is often badly signed or in the case of the Lakes not signed at all. To-days walk was well signed and paved pretty well the whole route enabling the walker to concentrate on scenery rather than where to place the next foot. Accordingly the pace was good.

I'd traveled about 4 miles before meeting the first coast to coasters, Ann and Richard Field from the West Midlands and the remnants of Peters party from Perth, Western Australia. We shared a few miles to a 2000 year old burial mound and stones about 1000 feet up and took the opportunity to get a picture taken before they rested in the heather with a flask of coffee.

The path climbed to a trig point about 1340 feet up affording excellent views of North eastern ports and for the first time the North Sea before descending slightly to the Lord Stones camping complex and most importantly cafe. Time for a cappucino and selfie. I've given up on my final poundland selfie stick in favour of old fashioned methods.

I met alot of C 2 C walkers sitting outside at tables including Richard and Ann Field who like me were due to stay the night at Newlands. Our paths had crossed many times since meeting over breakfast at the George in Orton where I introduced Richard to 'mytripjournal' which he now uses. We agreed, as it was offered by 'Packhorse' that we would contact the B & B owner and ask him to collect us on the road near Clay Bank and transport us to our overnight stop 2 miles off the trail. We left Lord stones a few minutes apart but were soon walking together for most of the last 3 miles which included steep climbs to over 1300 feet and sharp descents on what remained good paths. Half an hour before arriving at the road we reached Wain Stones and needed to scamper through a few rocks reminiscent of the Lake district part of the walk.

My host the previous night had suggested we telephone the B and B from here as we would get a mobile signal and we duly obliged.

The heavens opened as we climbed so time for wet weather clothes and the descent to meet tonights host. Not without incident as Richard took a tumble bruising and grazing his elbow and knee. Due though to the quality of 'waterproofs' these days we all stayed dry when we reached the road and a nearby car park.

Our host Andy met us and ran us to Newlands helpfully rating the 3 pubs 1-3 for food. Andy a former engineer and his wife Sue are new to the B & B world; having moved from a nearby village when Andy lost his engineering job but they were most welcoming and will succeed in the business that has been a pleasant stopover for many years. He recommended the nearest pub (Number 1 on his list) 'The Jet Miners Inn' and as a local of nearby Middlesborough 12 miles away recommended we all have a local dish 'Chicken Parmo'. We all did and it was great as was the ale. Then back to base to my biggest room on tour with a huge en suite WC, shower and luxury of luxuries a bath to soak in when the food had settled a bit.

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