Thursday, September 28, 2006

The Curse Of The A64

We decided to head off to the coast on Saturday, getting up bright and early to beat all the traffic and then in the middle of loading up the car, the mobile goes and I have to head of to work because the alarm is going off on the one day in a million I'm covering! Luckily there was nothing untoward when I got there but it did put us back over half an hour, of course we were then stuck in traffic on the A64 going past Car Park, sorry, York. Apparently there was a caravan show on in York and that was causing the extra traffic. You see, they don't even have to be on the road to cause chaos!

By the time we arrived at Robin Hoods Bay it was almost lunch time but once we were on the beach, the hectic morning was forgotten. We enjoyed leisurely strolling along that much that when we did get back to the car, it was over 3 hours later! We had planned to go on to Whitby but with time against us we weren't sure if we should bother, but we decided to go, if only for something to eat. The town was busy as normal, it never seems to get quiet here anymore, not even in the middle of winter.


We treated ourselves to fish & chips from the Magpie take away and while they were cooked to perfection, I don't think we enjoyed them half as much as we thought we would, not having had chips for over 3 months. I think our taste buds have changed since we started our weight loss plan and the oil dripping from the fish was enough to bring on sea sickness on dry land! We sat near the bandstand on the pier, watching the sea fret slowly seep into the harbour and cloak the abbey in the thick sea of mist. It looked just like a scene from the "The Fog".


Exhausted and ready to get home for a shot or two of something alcoholic, we set off at tea time, meandering back across the North Yorkshire Moors. Hitting the A64 dual carriageway, we picked up speed and looked forward to getting home... it was then that the curse of the A64 struck again, just as it did last time we went to the coast a few weeks ago. We came to a grinding halt and heard on the radio that there had been a serious accident ahead. We just had to crawl along until we got to the next roundabout. Everyone was ushered off on to alternative routes and on this particular road, there aren't any! We had to crawl in to York and then crawl back about again to rejoin the A64 further down. By the time we got home we were ready for dropping, we left most of the stuff in the car and flopped on to the sofa for the rest of the evening.


Many more photos on our Flickr page!

It'll be a while before we head for the coast again, but when we do, we ain't going anywhere near that chuffin road!



Anonymous said...

Commiserations! Been there, done that - last night coming home from Chester, in fact!

gemmak said...

Ohhh...I've always wanted to go to Robin Hoods bay...never got there yet tho :o(

Miladysa said...

There is something magical about Robin Hood's Bay! I love all the little shops leading down to the bay too :]