Day 15 - Last Day pt3

Obviously after the forest was some moorland, with the guidebooks exemplary directions indicating I should walk towards "a solitary tree" : I thought of destroying said tree but decided it would be unfair to anyone behind (having said that Sherpa Kerr and I are invariably the last on any given day (I did shout at some people who were behind us for that very reason but they looked a bit foreign so I gave up)).

Anyway . It proceeded much like anything in the last two weeks, perm 3 from 4, bog, mud, bog or bog, We arrived at the coast several hours later, not that was the end of course, even though you had reached your ultimate destination that is the north sea you must continue to trudge along some windswept barren crappy bit of coastline as there may be one chance in several billion you might see a Seagull. Pleased i  was not but after what seemed like hours (it seemed like that because it was) Robbin Hoods Bay came into view (again, not into view like you had stumbled upon it but into view like something that was still very far away might). We trudged in and after visiting our b&b proceeded down to Wainwrights Bar to meet Ray,have a pint and some well earned nosh. Now I think I am the most tired I have been for approximately 43 years and I'm going to have a lie down. Ill try to upload some more pictures on the train tomorrow but for now, its goodnight from me :-)