Inspired by the writing of SJC, and particularly by this blog post, I got to plotting several, slightly random, runs across East Yorkshire. Until
today, all of these runs have remained in my imagination and on my laptop due
to me failing to make the time to do any of them. Today though, I took advantage of a last
minute free(ish) Saturday caused by a rearrangement of a BG I was due to be
supporting to move one to the “done” pile.
All of the runs are based loosely around two things, a
tenuous theme and a chance to see bits of the world I’ve not been to before. The
aim of today’s run was simple in principle – to run from the highest point in
the county to the lowest.
It’s easy to find the highest point as there’s a list on
Wikipedia, for East Yorks it’s Bishop Wilton wold. The lowest point is tougher
to locate, I suspect that someone will correct me and identify somewhere that’s
sub sea level near Spurn, but in the end I settled for the obvious answer – The
sea.
Having plotted a run between the two, the plan was
relatively simple – Early start, drive to Bishop Wilton, Run to Bridlington,
then get a bus and taxi back. Simple right? Er No. Having got up bleary eyed at
4 am, I drove 98% of the way to the start (45 minutes away), realised I’d left
my running shoes at home, drove home, got shoes, drove back, and eventually
ended up in Bishop Wilton a little over 90 minutes behind schedule.
Despite my incompetence, I did eventually get underway, and
set off to the top of the wold to locate the summit. Having had a good look
around, I concluded that nothing around me was higher than I was (a view backed
up by the spot heights on both Garmins), concluded I was at the start, then set
off trundling towards Bridlington. The plan was simple – take it steady, enjoy
the scenery, eat and drink regularly. I did all of these well, so there’s not
much exciting to mention. Instead I thought a bit of a photo log would be
preferable.
The Start
Wold House Farm
Disturbing a few sleepy cows
Holm Field
Sledmere monument
Sledmere Estate
Kilham Church
First glimpse of the sea
The end of the line
Having arrived at the sea, I glanced at the time and
realised I’d missed the bus I was planning to get back to Pocklington. Never
mind I thought, a quick check of google suggested I could take a train / bus
combo to save half an hour to Pocklington. This all worked well, but upon
reaching Pocklington, it started to unravel (again). Eventually I managed to
get a taxi (I’d ended up in Pocklington at the prime time for people heading to
York) and finally ended up back in Bishop Wilton rather later than planned, but
with the satisfaction of a job (reasonably) well done.
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