On the 26th of July, we embraced the heat and embarked on a Journey to Manchester to go and see Elliot's favourite band: Bilmuri. I was nervous as we started the day with the heat; it was already heating up in Hull, and we were dreading the train! I really needed a bit of replenishment when we got to the station, so I headed to Starbucks for an Iced Chai Latte. Ordered, and the grumpiest Barista handed me a hot one. I said, "I'm sorry I ordered this iced?" She actually ROLLED HER EYES at me! "You want ice?" "Well, yeah, thats what I said", She huffed and shoved some ice in it. I then said, "Sorry, I ordered a cinnamon bun as well..." and she actually SNAPPED at me "Yeah, you'll get it in a minute!" I was like, " Whoa, okay, I get the heat, but there was no need for such rude service. I took my order and left. When we got on the train, the first carriage we went into had zero aircon. We said absolutely not and moved to the next carriage. It was a bit cooler, but you could feel the hot air was absolutely stifling. It was a horrendous Journey, especially on our second train, we had reserved seats on them, it turns out they were table seats and there was a group of people already sat there, we approached, explained that they were our reserved seats, and one of the girls went "Oh, there wasnt a reserved sign on them when we got on" And I said, "It doesnt matter, I have the reservation right here" She said "Are you sure you're on the right train?" I'm losing my patience at this point; they clearly wanted to remain seated there with their friends, but it was hot, there were no other free seats, and we had the reservation, so again we politely asked them to move. They did, but her friend, who sat across from me, kept her legs stretched out underneath the table, so I couldn't put my feet down and had to remain scrunched up for the rest of the journey. She was doing it just to be a piece of work that we made her friends move. She kept pointing to the girl beside her and looking under the table, snickering. I was in no mood to point it out; she was clearly trying to get a rise out of me, but it was simply too bloody hot! Headphones went in, and I retreated into my little bubble till we hit Manchester. Okay, Manchester on arrival was fine. There was aircon at the station, of course, so we didn't actually realise how HOT it was until we headed outside. And it was sweltering. We've never gone to this venue or hotel before, so we were navigating blind. I googled how, and the best recommendation was to get the tram, which was suggested to get on at the square (On our return journey, we figured out how to get the tram directly back to the station, which certainly helped!) We had hit 34 degrees by this point, and I honestly think that the tram ride was the equivalent of taking a bath in satan's armpit. We were slippery by the time we got off, and it was only 4 Minutes! But we had made it to the hotel! which is right near the Tram Station, so very convenient for anyone attending a show at Manchester Warehouse. We love a Premier Inn for the convenience of it all. Since it was quite late in the month, we didn't have much money and really wanted to purchase the tour T-shirt at the venue, we decided to take advantage of the offer at Premier Inn where you get a 2-course dinner, free drink and breakfast the next day all included! First stop was in the room, and we blasted the aircon and chilled for the first time all day. I actually hung my shirt out the hotel window to dry. It was wild, the fact that we were doing this on the hottest day of the year so far! We headed down to the restaurant, Burgers and pizza ordered and relaxed, ate, chatted, it was nice. Victoria Warehouse opened at 7 pm, so we set off at 7 pm to arrive there at, lo and behold, 7 pm! I'm not exagerating when I tell you thats how close the venue is to the hotel! And thats it, we were in the queue, awaiting entry (And me quietly sweating that I would be allowed in with my compact camera even though the website said it would be fine!). As I mentioned before, I've never been to Manchester Warehouse, but I was absolutely in awe at how good of a venue it was, from decor to the layout itself. When you first enter, the merch stand is the first port of call, and then you walk either side to get to the main bulk of the venue. Ladies' toilets are on one side, gents on the other, smoking area near the ladies, and a giant open area so you can see the stage from the bar. It's just laid out really easily accessible, and the acoustics were HOLY HELL, exquisite. It was hot as you can imagine inside the venue; we opted to just have water to remain hydrated at this point. By the time Bilmuri was due on, I wont lie, I was quite exhausted from the heat and the travel of the day, but I came alive again once he began. As to be expected, me being five foot and a peanut, I can't really see very much at gigs, and you can guarantee I often get the tallest bloke in the venue right in front of me, but it didn't matter. I got some good shots on my camera with my arms raised to reminisce over. It didn't matter that I couldn't see. The atmosphere made me see enough, the crowd was electric, everyone was singing and dancing, and despite the heat, I can honestly say this was my favourite out of my gig experiences so far. Just all round an amazing experience, I simply cant wait for the next one! Thanks for stepping into my lens.

The full album from Anna's Hen do including a video of the main event: Bring your own board! In your chosen colour, of course. Swipe through to check out the content from my first event, and here's to the big day coming up in August! And of course, the photos, the moments, the joy. Step into my lens.

The other weekend, to finish off the celebrations of Hull Refugee Week (Which is celebrating 75 years since the landmark Refugee Convention agreement), an international food festival took place in Pearson's Park down Princes Avenue. I really wanted to attend, having missed out on other events of the festival due to work. It was running from 12 until 6pm, and boasted being a family, free event, with food stalls, merch stalls and other items. For the Kids, there was also face painting, bouncy slides and rides to occupy them if Mums and Dads wanted a bit of peace! We headed out from our house early afternoon, under a wee bit of cloud coverage, which did absolutely nothing to shade us on the 2-mile walk to the park! It was a lot nicer when we got to the streets leading up to the park; they were heavily shaded with gorgeous large trees flanking the pavement. I took some time to snap a few shots of the fountains. Back when I lived down this way, I don't ever recall the fountains being turned on, so I really enjoyed the sound of running water. They are really well maintained as well; it's nice to see some pride for things in our city, especially after the main fountain in town was unfortunately vandalised. Now, of course, it has been the LONGEST time since I have actually been up this way, so I really enjoyed having a little explore around the park, seeing the birds and the architecture of the statues and canopies. It really is a lovely park. Okay! Let's move on to the actual food festival before I get lost just chatting about the birds! There is something deeply beautiful about the way food can anchor a community. Pearson Park transformed into a vibrant crossroads of global culture, proving once again that our city's greatest strength lies in its diversity. The international food market wasn’t just a place to grab a bite to eat; it was a living, breathing celebration of who we are. Walking through the avenues of stalls, the air was thick with the rich aromas of spices, grilled meats, and fresh breads from every corner of the globe. Neighbours from all walks of life stood side by side, sharing tables, swapping recommendations, and connecting over plates of incredible food. But what made this market truly unforgettable was its heart. Beyond the culinary celebration, there was a powerful, visible current of solidarity. Amidst the bustling stalls, the presence of Palestinian cultural displays, flags, and fundraising efforts offered a poignant reminder of the global community. Food became a vehicle for education and empathy, with vendors and organisers sharing traditional Palestinian dishes, crafts, and stories. It was a beautiful representation of what our city does best: opening its arms to global cultures while refusing to stay silent on human rights and international community support. All the political-ness and poetics aside, it really was such a nice experience to witness the whole community coming together as one. The only shame for us personally was because we arrived so late in the day, we missed out on the vendors I wanted to try, in the end we bought ourselves a nice sweet treat and headed over to Newland AV to grab food somewhere that became almost a second home to us early in our relationship: Larkins! Larkins has never once disappointed us, and I personally love that you can get Brooklyn IPA and lager on Draught. So we started with a pint! (How typical of us, right?) Whilst we mulled over the menu. I should probably mention that just recently Elliot tried cheese for the first time in his 31 years of life! So there is just me sat across from him, practically vibrating as he orders a cheeseburger. It sounds like such a simple, silly thing, but think about all the easy mid-week meals we haven't been able to do when struggling and tired through our 9-5? Pasta bakes, for example? Well, now they can officially be an option for the table! And I'm off on yet another tangent! Back to Larkins, we sat outside as I just really love their decor, it's cosy and homely and rustic. I think a lot of new bars that have opened down the avenues have a very crisp, clean and modern aesthetic. Whilst also very cosy, they dont hit me with that home comfort in the same way that Larkins does. The food was of course, delicious as always. I ordered a four-cheese pizza in typical fashion for me, and Elliot devoured his cheeseburger. My eyes are apparently bigger than my stomach, so the side of onion rings I ordered filled me up, I couldn't even finish the delightful and most tasty Stonebaked Delight of cheese. But as luck would have it, they provided me with a takeaway box to take the leftover slices home. I got to enjoy the pizza again the next day for lunch, and nothing brings me more joy than some damn good leftovers! So all in all, another very lovely weekend in great company. I enjoyed the culture of an international event within the city, and I, of course enjoyed heading to the old stomping ground so many years on from when we first visited there. The best thing, though, is relaxing and doing my best to separate from the stress at work and truly be present with my family on a weekend. It's certainly something I need to work on and learn how to switch off when not at work. There isn't a better way to do that than to spend time with my loved ones and have my camera in hand, capturing all those moments. That is true joy and life. Thanks for stepping into my Lens.

A quiet Sunday is the opportune moment to take the time to go somewhere peaceful. At the moment, this place for me is Setting Dyke, it's a local green space that isn't far from home, but it's quiet and takes you away from the estate of houses and into nature. Elliot and I like to take our dog Kas here; he loves to frolick through the grass and explore the various nooks and crannies in the trees. It's nice when we don't have any major plans to have somewhere to go nearby to get away from reality for a while, and of course, I took my camera! We've been here a few times so far since I initially purchased my camera, and I feel like I can already see the way my photography is developing into my own style. Figuring out the camera in this kind of setting gives me lots of different ways to play around, there's open green spaces with lots of light, more shadowed areas under the canopy of trees and lots of interesting subject matter: Bugs, birds, flowers, weeds and so on! Below is a sequence of images from the first time I took my camera. I think at this point I was still trying to figure out what I wanted to shoot, everything either looks really flat, too dark, over saturated, or the contrast is too jarring, but photos and practice are what learning photography is all about! The more practice you get in, the more opportunities you have to play with, and it definitely shows what a difference just a few weeks can make! Below are my most recent pics from Setting Dyke. Clearly, from these images, I prefer a warmer yet darker tone, and I think this works really nicely on the subject matter I like to photograph. I actually got an extended wide-angle lens and a new macro lens for my camera, which I am certainly taking full use of. I'm really enjoying how this is all developing! We ended this day with the most beautiful sunset, which just had to be included here. I am the biggest fan of a dramatic sky! Step into my lens - AJ

I was absolutely buzzing when I found out the Moomin exhibition was coming to Ferens Art Gallery in Hull! But let's pause on that before we get into it. I just wanted to talk about Ferens Art Gallery itself quickly. The gallery has a wide array of pieces from late medieval painting to modern art and boasts having one of the UK’s finest art collections here in the heart of Hull city centre. They are currently collecting entries for the Young Artists Exhibition, for budding young creatives within the city to have their art featured! If you know someone aged 15 and under who is a budding artist, why not encourage them to enter their Young Artist Open Exhibition? It's been a while since we last visited Ferens, so we took our time to go around the other exhibits and see the new pieces. I've always been an artist, but I'm a very stylised flat work illustrator. It wasn't until I picked up my camera that I really got into the nitty-gritty of composition, lighting and other elements that really give pieces depth and story. That being said, I had such a good time looking at the details of all the stunning paintings and sculptures throughout, as well as just having a new appreciation for how stunning the building is in itself! Anyway, back to those moomins! The Exhibition runs from the 23rd of May till the 6th of September if you or any family member or friend fancy checking it out. If you are a fan of the Moomins, I'd definitely recommend it! It is a family-friendly exhibition with interactive areas for people of all ages to enjoy. It's all very colourful and eye-catching; it really captures the essence of what the Moonvalley tales are, and you do feel like you get transported into that universe. I'm a big kid at heart, so you just know I went through the little tunnels and over the bridges and even found out who my Moomin character is at the start of the exhibition! Further into the exhibition, you get the full history of how the Moomins started, beautifully handcrafted Moomins and other characters, and find out the wonderful Tale of Tove Jansson’s life, the incredible woman behind the magic of the white blobby creatures. At the end of the exhibition, you'll find a Moomin exclusive store, with many cute gifts and keepsakes which I'd definitely recommend taking a look at. Well, that's the end of the exhibit, but if you want to hear about the rest of the day and find somewhere delicious to eat, then please, read on! We did a little bit of shopping after Ferens, and then we were ready for a nice cold beverage in the sun! We did originally head to House of Finnigans, but it was so busy we did a Loop and walked right back out. Elliot and I can handle being packed like sardines at a Gig, but not in a pub. I get extremely overwhelmed in that setting, so instead, we headed towards Humber Street in the hopes it would be quieter over that way. But of course, we are in the UK, the minute there is a sliver of sun, every beer garden will be at capacity. We did, however, manage to find a table outside of the Waterfront bar on Dagger Lane, under a canopy no less! So, we really lucked out there! I don't know if it was just the heat on that day, but the beer was a wee bit warm. It was okay, though! We started getting a little peckish at this point, and we started searching for places we'd like to eat. Trinity Market was closed due to the time of day, and our thought process was maybe somewhere down Humber Street. Elliot has been wanting to try the Smokeroom since it opened, but we tried to book a table and were saddened to find out they were fully booked. We decided to have a wander and see if anywhere down Humber Street was free for a walk-in, and headed over to the marina. I love the Marina, it's almost like, as soon as you are over the bridge, you are in a different place, there is just a different buzz around it, the Marina and Humber Street are my favourite places to be in Hull. How beautiful and blue is it?! Just absolutely stunning. We stayed around the Marina for a little while so I could snap some shots of the boats. It was so peaceful and serene. Of course, when you get closer to Humber Street and the bars, it starts to get busier again! We did have a wander up and down, we peeked into the Brazilian, Berts, Cuban Petes, Chinese Whispers and everywhere else they serve food down there, but Elliot was still set on the Smokeroom. He wanted to go in just to double-check there weren't any tables, "Just in case." We went in, he asked the staff, the response was as expected, "No, I'm so sorry, all our tables are full" He was about to lose all hope, but she paused and said, "Is it just for the two of you? If you don't mind sitting on the stools, there is the window bar you could sit at?" In the 9 years Elliot and I have been together, I have never once seen him move as quickly as that! Of course, we'd take the window bar, granted stools are always tricky to climb onto when you're small like me, but we had our backs to the restaurant, out of the hustle and bustle of the main tables, and we got a beautiful view looking out at Humber Street! Despite it being busy, we were served at our seats and had our drinks a few minutes later while we mulled over the menu. The Menu had me DROOLING, it all looked absolutely delicious, but we were drawn to the sharing platter, it was the perfect way between the two of us to try as many things as possible and not too much of an expense. The description: A Generous platter of Brisket, St.Lous BBQ Ribs, chicken thighs, Sausages, Smoked Mushrooms, cowboy corn, cajun slaw, fries and pickles with a selection of dips and red eye gravy. OH MY GOODNESS, Just look at it! It was SO much food! And quite frankly, it was all absolutely delicious, even down to the pickled red onion! The chips were incredibly light and fluffy, and I have nothing but positive things to say about the ribs; they were incredibly sweet and fell right off the bone! We were so full they kindly gave us a box to take our leftovers home (Which ended up being lunch the next day, so no complaints here). All in all, I would happily go back and try other items on the menu, and I'd certainly recommend it to anyone who loves meat and is VERY hungry! After the food, we decided to head outside whilst we finished our drinks and watched the sun start to set. It was a lovely day, a wonderful date, and I look forward to the next one!

Last month, my partner and I, went to visit my sister and her partner for the first time this year! We were excited, my sister always has fantastic plans, this was the first time I was taking a camera with me, and I felt excited for the prospect of the snaps I'd take and the cool things we would see! Usually, when we head down to Brighton, we get lucky with the sun. On one of our last trips, we were swimming in the sea until 9 PM, and it was heavenly. This time, however, the forecast told us we were heading for rain. It's a long journey from Hull to Brighton (6 hours!!!), but we were looking forward to the weekend ahead! Friday We got lucky with our changeover, and despite the mad rush of what is London, our journey went smoothly, we arrived in Brighton on time and unscathed! The walk to my sister's beautiful little basement flat is a bit of a trek uphill. It's something that always reminds us how FLAT our home city is when we go, well, literally anywhere else! When we arrived, my sister, Annie, had been cooking us a delicious Lamb Keema whilst we waited for George to finish up work for the day. Once we'd had a good catch-up and excellent food, might I add, we headed out into the Brighton Nightlife. I absolutely love that no matter the day or time, there is always something going on in Brighton; it is such a fun and creative city. The weekend of our trip, there was an event on called the Great Escape. The Great Escape is a paid-for event, but we were following The Alternative Escape. It runs in parallel with the main festival in May, featuring over 150 emerging unsigned artists hosted by independent labels and promoters across various venues in the city, entirely free to enter. Our First stop was the Pink Moon; the venue was jam-packed to the point where we couldn't get up to the event space as they were at capacity. But the bar itself is a lovely little venue, so we could enjoy our drinks downstairs and still hear the bands playing above. This also made it easier to catch up with Annie's friends who had joined us on our escapades. I think my favourite venue of the night was the Alphabet. It is a hidden little Nook that, if I wasn't being led there, I would have completely overlooked. Initially, you go into a corridor with red-painted walls; it gives off the feel of a dive bar. Head into the actual bar; however, you come into a beautiful, rustic-looking bar with a real basement speakeasy vibe. It was gorgeous! Upstairs is the music venue itself, which is a small space, but the acoustics were excellent, and we did rather enjoy the acts we managed to catch! Saturday Saturday started a little bit hungover, as is the standard when you get swept up in the atmosphere of Brighton! My sister sent me a text asking if I was up for a run on the beachfront. Now, this was something I was really excited to do! Since I told my sister I was also getting back into running, she has been extremely eager for us to run together, and there was nothing I wanted more than to run across the top of the beach, the sea breeze slapping me in the face. So I pulled myself together and agreed, I won't lie, it was a tough run, but it was in the best company, and Annie took me to one of her favourite bakeries on the way back to the flat: The Flour Pot Bakery. It was the best little treat I could have hoped for! I had a cinnamon and orange breakfast roll; it absolutely hit the spot, and the splendid iced chai latte was the cherry on top! I was refreshed, energised and after a quick shower, ready for the day ahead! Our first stop was lunch! Despite being full up from breakfast, I was certainly getting peckish again as we headed towards the lanes. We managed to snag a table at Kenny's Rock and Soul Cafe on the balcony. It was a bit of a wait on the food, we warded off the pigeons from George while eagerly waiting for bagels (And a bacon sandwich for Elliot). I got a goat's cheese and caramelised onion bagel, Annie got the classic, salmon and cream cheese, and George rounded us out with a Brie, Bacon and Cranberry bagel. It was absolutely delightful. I was certainly full up and ready to see what else they had in store for us! Our next stop was a wander through the Brighton streets; we were heading to the Phoenix gallery for their open studio exhibition. This was a very fun and unique stop; it gave us the chance to walk into working artists' studios and chat with them about the space, their work, techniques, and just generally meet some industry-level people. It was extremely inspiring as a creative to see so many wonderful people making a career from their art, a career that didn't feel like work because they loved it so much! We got to see so many cool pieces of work too, and it was a nice reassurance to see the messy working space of an artist, knowing how chaotic our studio gets back home! I felt right at home in such a fun, creative space. The fun thing about our next stop, and to be honest, one of the perks of Brighton, is that everything is close to the next thing! In this instance, we simply had to cross the road! And right there, we came across my absolute favourite stop of this trip... CARAVANSERAI! Now, this is what I feel like more cities need more of! Caravanserai was a makeshift venue for Fringe that was a combination of a junkyard, carnival and an antique fair. I thought it was so damn cool. Because of its nature, it was very busy, but multiple bars meant the drinks were easily accessible, and toilets were available within the space. We did try and find one of the funky booths to have our drinks in (That sky was looking a little bit bleak), but because of the sheer popularity of the place, we settled on a bench near the archway, which was, without a doubt, my favourite part of all; it was almost Tim Burton-esque, so I felt right at home! I would definitely recommend visiting this if you ever find the opportunity; it's suitable for people of all ages and across multiple venues with different music to suit whatever vibe you may be into! After we finished up at Carvanserai, we took a trip back to Annie and George's flat. It was starting to rain, so we decided to get the bus. On our way to the stop, we passed by the Brighton Pavilion, which is a stunning piece of architecture, and I'd definitely recommend visiting it and seeing the stunning work for yourself! We got a Tiramisu on the go, pistachio-flavoured, which was absolutely delicious! Annie tried to hit the timer dead on 10 seconds to get it for free, but she was just short of the cut! On the bus and back at the flat, we did have plans to do a BBQ in their newly renovated garden, but sadly the weather was not on our side. We did instead have delicious cocktails (They should really consider opening a bar) and played games late into the evening before we headed to bed. SUNDAY The day came to travel home, I was a little sad, I love being in Brighton, so that final morning is always the worst. Usually when we visit, we often wait around till it's time to get the train, this time, Annie had booked us in to have a lovely Sunday lunch together before we departed! We got sorted and walked along the Brighton front since I really wanted to get some ocean pics, and this was the perfect moment. The ocean was lovely and calm, the sky lovely and blue and a wonderful way to spend time together whilst we waited for our booking. We then headed to the Lion and Lobster, where, dare I say, I had the most delicious Sunday dinner of my life! (Sorry to Elliot, your food is still my favourite) Honestly, this dinner needs its own featurette! Annie and George got the pork deluxe (The crackling was absolutely elite). Elliot got the beef, because why would he ever get anything else? And I got the chicken roulade, stuffed with sage and onion stuffing, plus a side of cauliflower cheese, which really wasn't necessary, because the portions were enormous! We all stuck with a soft drink for this one and ended up being absolutely STUFFED from the colossal amount of food that we consumed! Won't lie, I was slightly dreading the train ride home after that, and of course, we had issues with cancelled trains because how else would we top off a wonderful weekend! All in all, though, another successful and fun trip to Brighton! I can't put into words how much I miss my sister since she moved away, but the little nuggets of time I get with her are always filled with laughter, love, smiles and the BEST times! Here's to the next one <3

Let me take you on yet another adventure. We begin in Robin Hood's Bay, with a 21K Challenge ahead of us, again, as on our last walk, following an all-trails route, but this time in an effort to raise money for charity with the company we work for. There is a very small strip of road before you head onto the trail, when you first enter the trail you are greeted with a decision of path, if you take the left, you head right down the cinder track to whitby, but if you take the left and go up the small ramp there, you immediately head out on to the cliff tops and it really is just beatiful! It's a very easy walk to follow, you simply have to walk along the edge of the coast, no chance of getting lost! It's very similar all the way along, beautiful coastal scenes and lots of dips and rises. There are quite a few steps along the way. We made jokes at each dip to call out to the others "STEPS", it was an interesting change of pace doing a walk with a large group, I personally much preferred when we broke off into small groups. Everyone along the coast we passed was incredibly friendly, lots of "Goodmornings" and "Hellos", and happy dogs enjoying the outdoors. The terrain itself was relatively even as well. When we went, it was dry conditions, so there weren't any chances of slips, trips and falls. I really enjoyed the areas where we dipped into the terrain. It was a little uneven here going up and down the steps, but at the bottom of each dip, you found a little bridge across a small stream leading to the ocean. It was very tranquil, and I paused often to take pictures of the trickling water. What I will warn against, which some people might find a little daunting, are the little patches of landslide along the path. It isn't the actual path itself wearing away, dont fret! But it does get quite close to the path edge in some places; it is to be expected when walking along the coast, but if something like that unnerves you, I'd definitely recommend taking a wide berth. This is my first coastal walk and what I found was that I was so content walking along the side of the coast, listening to the crashing waves of the ocean below, the squawk of distant seagulls, it was almost ethereal. The peace felt was unmatched. As you get closer to Whitby, you go by Saltwick Bay, part of the route we took goes through a caravan park, which does feel like you are going the wrong way a little bit, but you are going in the right direction, dont worry! Through the centre of the caravan park, there is an on-site bar, which is a good spot to get some refreshments and use the campsite toilets. They are recently renovated, so a very kind member of the site allowed us access to replenish ourselves. At this point in the route, you are about halfway through! 10K left to go! Coming out on the other side of the site, be sure to take the path back onto the cliff top to continue on the way to Whitby. Hello WHITBY! I am a huge fan of Whitby. I spent a lot of childhood holidays here with my grandparents, eating fish and chips and ice cream by the harbour, walking up the 99 steps to the Abbey, pure bliss. I was hit with a huge wave of nostalgia as we headed closer to the Abbey, coming up to Whitby from the top. You can always pause the walk here and explore the town! The route takes you down the 99 steps and through the centre, which is the perfect time to pause and treat yourself to some fish and chips or an ice cream or both! Whitby is one of those coastal towns that is absolutely steeped in a rich and interesting history, being widely known as the birthplace of Bram Stoker's Dracula. I'm so intensely intrigued by this town! We went the weekend before the famous Goth festival filled the streets of this coastal gem, but we still found many individuals in costume and celebration. I would have happily stayed here for hours! Getting back on the cinder Track After spending about 40 minutes in Whitby (Such a shame we had a tight time frame to get back to the coach at Robin Hood's Bay), the map was back on, and we navigated our way through the centre to find the cinder track. I will say very quickly here, to save some confusion if you come across this post, when you approach the bridge labelled cinder track, "Where will it take you?" dont go underneath! To get back onto the cinder track, there are some steps leading up on the left-hand side to get you onto the track. If you follow the wrong route, you end up at the bottom of the viaduct later on rather than walking along the top of it! From this point onwards, again, you may as well put the maps away, it's a straight line down the cinder track back to Robin Hood's Bay, the track itself to start is canoped in lovely greenery but opens up again when you get to the viaduct, I was hoping personally, for a better view over the viaduct but the weather was unfortunately not in our favour and the day had turned dull. The viaduct is a very long stretch of bridge, and I wouldn't recommend it to anyone with a fear of bridges, as we found on our journey, and a friend had to run the whole way across! Not an easy feat after already doing lots of incline and 13K! The last part of the walk was simply following the track all the way from Whitby back to Robin Hood's Bay. I'm glad we followed the route this way around, as I feel the first half of the walk was much harder. This gave us the opportunity to relax into a nice stroll. You pass different wildlife and animals, a pop-up book shop and store and other random niceties along the way. It was peaceful and the end was in sight! 34,000 Steps, many, many MANY active zone minutes later and 21K completed, we finally got to sit down with a nice cold drink that was well deserved! I'd love to do this walk again but make a weekend out of it and spend a bit longer in Whitby! Maybe I'll return for the next Goth weekend, who knows? I still think about that coastal walk; it's easy to imagine the noise of the waves cresting against the rocks when things feel a bit tough, and I certainly can't wait for the next one!