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A nice cool clear night and lovely
sunrise from m cliff top camp. The wind had dropped so the tent was
covered in moisture. I was packed up just after 7am but the sun
wasn’t high enough to dry the tent. I set off back across the large
parking area. There were now only two cars and the filthy public
toilets were closed. In the distance I could see the church of St
Oswald’s. |
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Sunrise
from camp 1 at Filey Brigg |
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It looked very impressive so I cycled over for a closer
look. The main door was locked but a sign said the south door would
be open. I walked round to the south door but that was locked as
well. I cycled through Filey and down along the seafront before
wheeling my bike up a steep road that was one way, the wrong way for
me. At the supermarket I bought some food then continued. The road
was uncomfortably busy and got even worse on the A165. At the B1229
I was glad to leave the busy ‘A’ road but this road still had lots
of traffic on it. I was so glad to reach Flamborough and the one way
road out to Flamborough Point. |
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The chalk
tower near Flamborough Head. Built in 1669, this is the
oldest surviving complete lighthouse in England.
It was never lit. |
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Flamborough Head Lighthouse built in 1806 |
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There was an impressive tall
stone building to my left which looked like a tall windmill. It
turned out to be an early lighthouse. Further on I came to the end
of the road and the main lighthouse. I found a cycle track that took
me further out along the point. As I returned I stopped to chat to
the proprietor on a cafe near the first lighthouse. He told me quite
a bit about the local history. |
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Bridlington and the Roses
cycle route end/start.
Morecambe 170 miles |
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I continued my way into Bridlington.
Many holidaymakers were on the beach enjoying the warm sunshine. On
the front was a sign denoting the eastern end of the
Roses Route, a cycle ride from Morecambe to Bridlington. I chatted
to another man there who said he’d seen may cyclist reach the spot.
My next objective was Hornsea but I had the uncomfortable ride of
the A165 to contend with. I didn’t get off it till the B1242. The
ride into Horsea was enjoyable as I rode along another sunny seaside
front where many were out enjoying the warm sunshine. |
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Hornsea
and the Trans-Pennine
route to Southport |
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I rode to the site of the old railway
station. It is the eastern end of another cross country route. This
is the Trans-Pennine to Southport. A man was cutting the hedges so I
stopped for a chat. He was Paul Hancock and told me all about the
Railway Station and the continuing track. Apparently it goes along
the abandoned railway route all the way to Hull. The first part was
enjoyable riding but after crossing the first road interchange the
surface degenerated to a cinder track. |
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The old
Hornsea Railway Station
closed in 1964 |
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I didn’t mind as it was far better
that the dangerous road. At least I could set the gear on the bike
and engage my brain in neutral. The track continued for about
18miles and the surface varied all the way. A few points still had
the platforms from the long abandoned stations. It was good to see
several groups of youngsters riding along. Presumably this is to do
with the recently started school holidays. |
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Hornsea
Station before refurbishment.
Photo by John Grey Turner |
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Some of the tarmac stretches were
particularly uncomfortable because of many tree roots growing under
the tarmac and lifting to try and shake my bike to pieces.
Eventually I emerged into Hull city centre. Route finding was now
far from easy and I had to re-engage my brain. |
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My next objective was several miles away, the
Humber Bridge. The western path and cycleway was closed but I wasn’t
bothered because the eastern side south was open. I thoroughly
enjoyed the ride over and I was treated to magnificent views. Once
off at the south end I rode into Barton-upon-Humber and called at
the Tesco to buy a 5lt container of water for £1.10. I cycled back
to the bridge viewing area to try and find a pitch. A short way
along the Humber shore track it had been surfaced with loose gravel,
making it impossible to cycle along. I returned to a minor path and
found a reasonable pitch behind a hedge and hoped I’d be out of
sight of most people. |
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Crossing
the Humber Bridge.
When built in 1981 it was the longest single span bridge
in the world but is now the seventh. However, it is
still the longest suspension bridge in the world to
allow cyclists and pedestrians to cross. |
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The
Humber Bridge at night |
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The
Humber Bridge at night |
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