Oh I do like to be beside the seaside....

Yesterday was the first really sunny Sunday of the summer thus far so, naturally, we decided to go to the seaside. Us and everyone else in N Yorks!

We were stuck for an hour on the A64, only just outside of York, due entirely to the weight of traffic heading to the coast. Neither of us mentioned the possibility of giving up and going back home - we'd bigged up the whole seaside thing to Jacob and he was massively excited. Had we gone back home, there's every chance we'd have psychologically scarred him for life and in years to come, as a serial killer giving his defence at the Old Bailey, would have cited this experience as the reason for his homicidal tendencies.

Thank the lord for sat nav. When its not trying to take me to the park in the most circuitous route known to man, its actually v useful. It plotted a route to the coast that avoided the A64, and after a hasty U turn we were speeding along some of the quietest roads I've seen for a while, going through some of the prettiest and prettiest named villages I've seen - Buttercrambe, Foxholes, Fridaythorpe to name a few.


Anyway, we arrived at Hunmanby beach in fairly short order to find it was just what we wanted. Apart from a cafe and toilet block on the road down to the beach, that's all there was in the way of amenities. This might be the reason it wasn't the nightmare I expect that Scarborough became yesterday. But we'd taken a picnic (eaten in the field where we parked the car at the top of the cliff) and had brought everything we needed for a good day out.


Doug made yet another futile attempt to fly his kite (we've had it several years and its never been airborne for longer than 3 seconds), this time because it was a bit too windy for a little stunt kite. The boys and I walked down to the water and paddled along the coast. Sam didn't want to walk into the wind, so we were almost in Filey by the time I'd "persuaded" him to come back to our spot. He wasn't too keen on the waves, but quite liked paddling in the small channel of water between the beach and the sea proper; Jacob loved it all.


We had a great time - next time I'll remember to take my own swimming costume (its no fun when you're paddling and trying not to get your trousers wet), a football and some talc - the sand was impossible to get off with just a towel. Also, I think I'll buy Jacob a swim suit similar to the one Sam was wearing - it kept him suitably covered, but it dried v quickly so he wasn't walking around soggy. We inherited it from one of my nephews who is also a red-head, but tbh, its good for any child to be covered properly in such sunny weather - I saw quite a few kiddies wearing them.

I hope its sunny next weekend, I'd love to go again!!