Off to Whitby for the bi-annual Goth Weekend and one of Herman’s favourite climbs; the hills up round Sleights, which he gets to sail down on the way in and struggle up at about 5mph in his crawler gear, on the way back out again.
With accommodation at the usual premium, we weren’t as lucky as we might have been this time and, although we got a nice cottage, there was no parking at all near it. So Herman had to ‘live rough on the streets’ for the duration of the festival.
Although we did get the customary ‘WTF?!’ moment on the way back, as we saw the cliff like hills leading out of Whitby hoving into view and Herman [as usual!] had to wheeze his way up them in his crawler gear, being over-taken by sloths in wheelchairs –once again we had a disaster-free mission to report.