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Cycle ride. Scarborough, Hornsea, Humber Bridge, Doncaster, Barnsley, Holmfirth, England.
(4 day bike-pack)
Mon 21 Jul - Thu 24 Jul 2014

Mon 21 Jul 2014

Mon 21 Jul 2014
Tue 22 Jul 2014
Wed 23 Jul 2014
Thu 24 Jul 2014
I’d already planned a cycle ride across England to the east coast then north along the coast to Scarborough. After checking the weather forecast for 3 days ahead I decided to change the direction from riding east to riding to the west. The reason was an increasing NE wind. Meaning riding into a strengthening headwind the whole way. To start from the east coast I needed to get the train to Scarborough.


The impressive York Railway Station

I left home at 8am and cycled to Blackburn Railway Station to catch the 08:55 train to York. The single ticket to Scarborough was £22.90. The train arrived on time and I was surprised how short it was at only 2 carriages. I enjoyed the ride because it travels through some of my favourite scenery. After Burnley there are the wonderful views of lost industrial building on the approach to Todmorden then the lovely station at Hebden Bridge.

York Zero Post

York Zero Post.
The centre of York station was the
Zero Point for the measurement of town of the North Eastern Railway's lines, including those to Beverley, Harrogate Newcastle, Normanton and Scarborough.

 

We continued through Halifax, Bradford, Leeds and to York where the train terminated. It was my first visit to York Railway Station and I was very impressed with the architecture. I had over half an hour to wait for my next connection. The 11:40 to Scarborough was due to leave from platform 5B. I was on the same platform and glad I didn’t have to get my bike over to the other side of the tracks. I parked my bike on the platform and had a wander around to look at the station. With 10 mins to go I looked at the departure board to see the train departure had changed to platform 3 and I’d need to cross the lines. The lift took me to an underpass which was quick and easy. On the platform the information board was inaccurate saying the train had arrived when it still hadn’t turned up. It arrived 5mins late and so many people waiting that it soon filled up. We arrived in Scarborough 10mins late. I was disappointed to see some teenagers getting ready to leave the train already clutching an unlit cigarette in one hand and a lighter it the other.
The Scarborough station was fairly dull in comparison to York and didn’t impress me enough to qualify for a photograph. I walked outside into the sunshine and smell of cigarette smoke. I set off south and descended to a bridge. A left turn took me steeply down to the seafront and beach. The warm sunshine had brought many people out to cover the sands. Riding back up the hill I followed a higher road running parallel with the shore.
The pleasant riding soon ended when I reached the A165. Occasional cycle paths where like the Will o’ the Wisp as they’d appear and vanish without notice. Some stretches were almost overgrown with brambles and weeds. I was glad to reach the roundabout where I turned off onto the A1039 to Filey and a much quieter ride. The only time I’d ever visited Filey was on a family holiday in the late 50s when we stayed at the Butlins Holiday Camp, though I believe the holiday camp is now long demolished.

Scarborough

Approaching the town I followed a cycle trial sign only to see the next sign saying cyclists dismount. I returned to the road and headed to a large open field car park where many people were enjoying the sunshine. I filled my large plastic bottles with water at the public toilets ready for an overnight camp. The toilets were filthy, disgusting and stank. Yet all the parking spaces around were pay & display, even though its just an open field. Some of the money should be spent on cleaning the toilets.

From Filey Brigg cliffs

I wheeled my bike along the path over a narrow spit of land with steep cliffs both sides. There is even the location of an old Roman Signal Station. It was an impressive location and after going as far as the path allowed I found a minor path along the north cliff top. I found a location to pitch my tent but had to do a lot of work clearing the sharp thistles amongst the grass. There were a few people around and most had dogs with them.

Filey Brigg