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May 20: Scarborough

The hotel was about 15 min walk from the railway station. It was a bit of a struggle in places, but you never know from the map. The hotel looks lovely and the room will be perfect. It's compact but I have a lovely sea view from the bed. 

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The weather was lovely and I immediately re-grouped to set off. It's wonderful to get the fresh excitement of exploring each time I arrive somewhere new.  

I headed towards the town centre and beach. This is the south beach and you can see the ruins of Scarborough Castle on the hill. 

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In the opposite direction a series of bays fade into the distance. This is very similar to the view from my window. 

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In the bay I noticed what looked like a sailing ship. Initially I was excited to see such a ship, but then I noticed it was moving awfully fast. When I zoomed in I realised it was actually a "pirate" motor boat doing short trips into the bay and back. 

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Beneath a bridge walkway that connects parts of the foreshore I noticed that the pylons were home to a colony of gulls. 

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The old town has narrow streets and lovely old buildings. 

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I walked all around the harbour. This is the view looking back to the hotel. 

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And this is the view looking back to the town centre. 

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I continued walking around the cliffs on which the castle is perched. This leads to the north beach. 

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Numerous residences and guest houses are perched at the top of the cliffs with a fantastic view of the bay. At this stage I noticed the clouds were starting to look quite dark. 

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I made my way up to cliff to explore a little when the first drops of rain fell. This street is typical of so many with small guesthouses sitting side by side. 

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The rain got heavier and before long it was pouring. Luckily I had come prepared with jacket and umbrella. It briefly stopped again, giving me an opportunity to devour a delicious cone of icecream on the foreshore before the rain returned heavier than ever. It was time to retreat to the hotel. 

It's coming up to 7:30pm now and the rain has passed. There's just puffy clouds, a little bit of light on the cliffs in the distance and the soft sound of waves. 

tags: Scarborough
categories: Journal
Sunday 05.21.17
Posted by Ian Barber
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