Abbey approach

         We followed the directions on the coffee shop board at the top of the “199 Steps“… (back along the road past Whitby Brewery). I’m sure if we had been staying in Whitby for longer than just two nights we would have paid the Brewery a visit too, but on this visit we kept going to the “Abbey headland carpark” and were admitted through the South entrance with our “Pre-booked tickets”

         The road we had followed to find the entrance had taken us in a semicircular direction next to a tall (ish) wall. Hubby had been able to catch a glimpse of the Abbey as we had walked, but with my height rather lack of it I had to stand close to the wall and hold my phone above head height to see what was on the other side … Up Periscope …

         I’m short. And the older I get, the shorter I get. Am I allowed to say short now ? The politically correct description to use would, I believe, be ” vertically challenged” … But no, I’m just short. Short isn’t a bad thing, I don’t bang my head as often as a tall person would ( or at least, as often as a tall person with a similar lack of spacial awareness would). I don’t have to beware of low flying objects, unless they’re very low flying of course. I’m not afraid of heights, I’m naturally nosey, and independent, so have spent my whole life climbing to see what naturally tall people can just glance at. And one quite pleasing side effect of being short is the condition of my upper stomach muscles. I, by no stretch of the imagination carry a “six-pack”, but they are quite toned for someone carrying as much other “relaxed muscle” as I do, as I seem to be permanently using a stretching motion to reach something within “normal reach”.

         As the mind wanders, so did we. After being unable to glance at the Abbey as we’d walked around from the other side, my first view on exiting the English Heritage gateway was awesome. I take my hat off to whoever chose that spot for the carpark and entrance. The combination of the high surrounding wall and the exiting of the enclosed building at such a spot was quite breathtaking.

         As tempting as it was to just walk towards the Abbey through the long grass we wandered along the path which seemed to hug the inside of the tall wall, and as with my theory of checking out the view presented by a bench, the approach via the path presented ample opportunity to admire the view.

         Hubby was incredibly patient, especially since he’d already put up with my camera antics on the 199 steps. He wandered off infront to admire theview from a distance while I ignored a sign warning of “deep water” to get as close as I could to the pond to get a reflection shot…

         Its just as well the weather was good for an October day… there were still plenty of photos to follow.

          More from before: Wanderings in “Whitby” in September 2020. 

3 thoughts on “Abbey approach

  1. Love the pictures, and also love the bit about whether you’re allowed to call yourself short – if this goes on FATman Photos could be in trouble! The older I get (71 soon) the less I care about what I’m “allowed” to say. I’ve spent quite a lot of time outside the UK, and I don’t think I’ve ever really fitted back in, and I’ve no desire to either. 🙂

    • I have to just “be myself” whether it’s acceptable or not… If I try to be something else, I’ll forget what I was trying to be, and try to be something else. Then there will be so many different versions of me that no one will know who I am… Least of all me. 😂 🤣 😂

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