Post script

I ought to have mentioned, day 7 was a delight - few hills across around 27 miles, totally beautiful. Go to the North York Moors for your holidays.

At 4 pm on August 11 I jogged down into Robin Hoods Bay and saw the most welcome sight of the week - daughter Marianne with car at the water's edge; meaning I did not need to walk up the ridiculously steep windy hill out of the Bay to the car park.

Back to Draughton by 7 pm, and all's well with the world.