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  • Day101


    September 26, 2017 in the United Kingdom ⋅ 🌫 12 °C

    The fog was so thick this morning that we couldn't even see put the window! Visibility was nearly zero, so we decided to drive inland a little to Goathland- the village otherwise known as 'Aidensfield' the village in Heartbeat. Such a cute little village in the middle of the moors. Then a drive back to the coast through Scarborough - so much more commercial than Whitby. Whitby is smaller and a much nicer seaside town.Read more

  • Day101

    Down to the beach!

    September 26, 2017 in the United Kingdom ⋅ 🌙 13 °C

    Finally late this afternoon the fog cleared just long enough for us to see the beach! And what a surprise! All these coloured little beach huts lined up. It's a way down the cliff to the water- we walked but it can also be accessed via a lift. By the time we walked along the beach a little to the peer, the fog had set in again with the wind! Cold!!Read more

  • Day100

    Whitby England

    September 25, 2017 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

    We've arrived in the U.K. 🇬🇧 After a very early start this morning we caught a flight to London, picked up our car and headed north for a 4.5 hour drive to Whitby on the coast in the Yorkshire Downs & Moors. The weather is a little bleak today but great scenery.

  • Day100

    Captain Cook

    September 25, 2017 in the United Kingdom ⋅ 🌙 13 °C

    Captain Cook came to Whitby when he was 18 years old to start his seaman training. All the boats, including the Endeavour, where built here in Whitby. There is a memorial to him given jointly by Australia, New Zealand and Canada.

  • Day711

    Marfit Head Farm Campsite

    June 7, 2018 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

    It was an early start to meet our friend Suhaine at Weetslade Country Park, near Gosforth for a stroll, followed by a natter over a cuppa, cakes and cookies in the van. It was great to catch up!

    We dropped into a nearby caravan shop and bought a couple of replacement plastic wine 'glasses'. Proper glass ones are heavy and get broken so easily in the van.

    After stocking up with food we drove south to the North York Moors, the countryside opening up before us as we neared our destination; Marfit Head Farm Campsite! We'd booked 5 nights here as a kind of holiday from the usual wild camping. At £13 a night it was more expensive than we are used to paying, but cheap for the UK, especially considering it included electric hookup.

    Marfit Head is a working dairy farm with 450 cattle, a few pigs, chickens, donkeys, wild goats and sheep. We were greeted by Angela who showed us where we could park using a copy of the site's hand drawn map. It is always more relaxing to have all the facilities to hand, such as bins, toilet emptying, drinking water and electricity. The sun was shining, so the 3 of us sat outside within our large allocated grassy pitch. Swallows darted around the field, Song Thrushes sang and cows lowed - bliss!

    Feeling considerably more chilled out, Vicky took a little time to explore before tea. To her delight, she discovered May, a black faced lamb with Fizz, her very friendly and noisy mother. Merlin the ram was in a seperate field with Jade, the retired beach donkey and her two fully grown foals. The sheep were Swiss Valais; a breed used for both meat and wool. They had had long curved black faces and were the biggest sheep Vicky had ever seen!

    Over the track were 8 tiny piglets, just 4 days old, that suckled enthusiastically as soon as Honey, their Mum, lay down. Adjacent to their enclosure was a pen containing 5 black Vietnamese Potbelly pigs, snuffling happily in the evening sunshine. All these animals were rescued and are now kept as pets on this family run farm.
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  • Day714

    Milking at Marfit Head

    June 10, 2018 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    (We're a bit late in uploading this one but hopefully it will be interesting!)

    One of the things that tempted us to stay at Marfit Head Farm Campsite was the opportunity to watch the cows being milked. This happened at 6am and 4pm, so we arranged to observe it on the afternoon of our first full day. Although we'd both seen milking on a small scale before and volunteered on a goat farm last summer, we'd never seen such a big operation and were fascinated, asking lots of questions and soaking up the information.

    Storm, the Border Collie helps herd the 450 cows from one of several pastures into the yard, from where they enter the milking shed and wait one by one to enter the 58 place New Zealand style rotary milker. They graze all summer and have their diet supplemented in the winter with homegrown silage and some beet fodder. The owner Angela led us round the raised concrete plinth with metal bars dividing each numbered milking station which hosted an electronic control pad, tubes and 4 suction cups.

    The cows themselves work out which order they enter the stalls, but this stays pretty much the same each day. They can detect smells from 6 miles away and were keen to get to the grain they knew would be automatically deposited into a feed tray once they were boxed in and travelled past a lever in the rotation. It takes approximately 10 minutes for an individual to go full circle and the suction cups automatically drop off when they sense the milk has stopped flowing. When they reach the end, a bar raises up and the cows reverse out of their stall to make their way back to the field. The herd was made up mostly of the big black and white Holstein-Fresians, a few of which did a double rotation as they had so much milk. Angela and her partner Trevor have also introduced the smaller brown Jersey cows and some Milking Shorthorns for a better mix of butterfat. The farm's bulls are allowed to run freely with the herd at times and produce cross bred calves. Each cow is kept until they are around 18 years old and will calve approximately 4 times in her life. The female calves are kept on as milkers and the bull calves are sold on to be reared for meat for a couple of years. Some cows had calved very recently and their afterbirths were still hanging. These were removed by Angela's 21 year old son who was running the milking session with te help of another worker.

    The milk is pumped into a storage container and collected by a tanker twice a week. The farm has always been keen on education and until recently, their produce was distributed fresh to local schools, whose classes would visit to see where their milk came from. Unfortunately there were problems with the distribution company and now the milk gets powdered and shipped to China to use in baby formula. Although we would have loved to buy some, regulations mean they are not allowed to sell it unpasturised.

    It had been an hour since we'd come into the parlour. At the start we didn't think we had many questions but as we watched, they flowed easily and we ended up quizzing Angela and learning loads. We felt really grateful for the opportunity to observe and find out about it all.

    You can view a short video of the milking on the VnW Travels You Tube Channel here: https://youtu.be/ecTy4Q1WIe4

    We spent 5 nights in total at Marfit Head Farm. At first we were a little worried we'd get bored but after having a busy month visiting family and friends, our bodies and minds were grateful for the opportunity to rest and catch up with some repairs on the van. Vicky spent many hours reupholstering the bench cushion - a very tricky process because of the awkward shape and material. She was however very pleased to find that her sewing machine operated well on the lithium ion charge box we had bought at christmas. The fact we don't need to be hooked up to electric means it is definitely worth taking with us on our travels. The cover is now useable, but still needs a lot of hand sewing before it is finished. No wonder the cost of getting it reupholstered professionally is so high!

    Will was able to fix a loose connection to one of the van's rear lights, order a new side light and make a stand for his fishing rod. We were very happy we chose to stay here and left feeling refreshed and relaxed.
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  • Day714

    A trip to Whitby and reupholstering

    June 10, 2018 in the United Kingdom ⋅ ☀️ 13 °C

    One of the reasons we decided to hole up at a campsite was to give Vicky time (and electricity) to get the sewing machine out and attempt to reupholster the bench cushion, whose cream leatherette surface had begun to flake, leaving trails of what looked like porridge oats strewn over the floor and stuck to our clothing! Will had worked out how much new material we'd need and we found the right stuff in Dunelm. The cushion was a tricky U shape so Vicky had taken the time consuming but easier option of deconstructing the original, effectively giving her 6 templates to draw around on the new fabric.

    Needing new thread, Will searched online and found a craft store in nearby Whitby, so to the coast we went! Being a Saturday, we set off straight after breakfast and managed to find a place to park. The car park had recently put up 'no overnight parking' signs but we were ok for a few hours. Will knew Whitby a little from when he used to live in Goole but it had changed considerably since he last visited, with new buildings making it feel more crowded, although the iconic ruined abbey still towered over the town. The river mouth was busy so we had a mooch along the highstreet, taking the opportunity to peruse the charity shops you don't see so much on the European mainland. There were a few bakers, a greengrocer and butchers but we felt this area was lacking in individuality and character. Turning off the mainstreet and wending our way up a steep hill, we found Whitby Crafts and a hint of that unique personality that lodges a town in your memory. A small shop, packed floor to ceiling with fabric and tools of the trade, this haberdashery was run by someone who knew a lot more about sewing than either of us! She was able to give advice and we came away with what we wanted, as well as things we hadn't realised we'd need, such as specialist leather needles.

    By this time it was beginning to get very busy and the density of people intensified as we made our way back towards the waterfront. We'd thought we might have fish and chips but neither of us felt hungry enough so we picked up a pasty and a slice of quiche from a butchers and ate them looking out over the river mouth, where tour boats took on passengers, ready to pass between the two lighthouses, standing sentry-like, on tall stone walls, at the point where river became sea.

    Neither of us like crowds and by now it was very crowded, so it was time to make our exit. We'd parked by the railway line and as we approached, a steam engine was backing into the station, grey smoke billowing from its shining black chimney. We saw it, or another just like it, powering through the green valley as we took the long way back to the campsite, soaking up the dappled summer shade of mature oaks reaching accross the road and the open rolling moorland.
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