A day of exploring Whitby and laundry. But without the sunshine of yesterday.
As a schoolboy I vaguely recollect coming on some sort of study camp to Whitby, something I recollect to do with natural history. I seem to remember that in some way girls were involved, not bad for an all boys school.
Today Whitby is a tourist resort and clearly very popular. Historically it has always been a seafaring town, a major whaling port as well as coaling port. Apparently the town was light by whale oil lamps, with the oil being rendered down from blubber on the quay.
Walking out along the harbour arm, we watched fascinated (horrified) as youths were jumping off the top of the light tower on the south harbour arm – is this called ‘tombstoning’? Each time they did it, there was a gasp from the watchers on the north harbour arm.
At Amble, we first noted Yorkshire cobles being used as inshore fishing boats. Subsequently we have passed them at sea and seen them at other harbours along the coast, including here at Whitby. Rightly or wrongly I associate these boats with being beach launched from such place as Filey where there is no harbour. It is evident that they are not being kept as historic boast but as working fishing boats.
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