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August 10, 2022

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Susie

So Wonderful and restorative, thank you for sharing. I too share your urge to be by the sea. I also grew up beside it, two minutes walk but I'm still fortunate enough to be only a 10 minute drive away. My local beach is the lovely colourful bathing boxes in Melbourne Australia. It's now a little too touristy but there are plenty of other beaches to choose from and our family are lifesavers so we still patrol at my old beach in Port Melbourne/Albert Park. My goal in life is to be back living within walking distance to the beach again some day but after the three little ones are done with schooling (my eldest is like yours and finishing her schooling this year - we are heading into the very stressful final exam season - so anything calming and soothing is most welcome at this time). Take care

Caroline

Love this post Lucy. The first photo reminded me so much of this picture by Eric Ravilious
Eric Ravilious Train Landscape Painting - Framed Wall Art Print Home Décor Picture - Oak - Size A4 https://amzn.eu/d/dtOzkSz

Helen Squire

I'm a little behind reading your posts ... it seems like I may definitely need some me time!
I have booked a crochet retreat for next March and have been feeling quite guilty and dare I say it ... apprehensive. But after reading your post I am feeling a lot more comfortable about the whole thing.
I am very lucky that I live very close to the sea (about a mile away) and coastal walks for me can be a daily occurrence, if life doesn't get in the way!

Ingeborg

Dear.Lucy, what a lovely post. And yes, I take breaks with exquisite alone-time at least once a year. It’s essential for my well-being. Not talking for days is a blast! I live in Germany and love to visit heritage sites, like the 12 Romanic churches of Cologne, or Coburg, Leipzig, Strasbourg, oh so many interesting, beautiful historical sites! Taking them in step by step all by myself „as my whimsy takes me“, is so refreshing, both intellectually and mentally. Once I went to Rome for a full week, that was the longest trip. And the most delicious one! After those outings, my family loves my sunny, energized, refreshed self very much, and I do too 😊.

Laura Miller

I'm thrilled that you loved Saltburn so much. We live in Weardale and it's one of our closest beaches. A very special place to recharge and/or relax. Perhaps next time you visit I'll bump into you at Camfields. Much love. x

Cath P

I just want to say thank you so much for your lovely post. I love Saltburn. We lived about an eight minute drive away from there before we emigrated to Ontario, Canada, close to Lake Erie, just over 40 years ago. My sister moved there recently and we will be visiting next August.
My sister usually walks down to the beach to photograph the sunset in summer. In the winter she walks to see the sunrise.
I am intrigued by the lovely place you rented. I will be looking for somewhere in Saltburn for next August.

Lynn

I enjoyed your solo trip post very much. I feel like I went on a mini holiday too! Love your pictures of EVERYTHING! I haven’t done a solo trip on my own. I usually have enough quiet time during the week when my husband is working. BUT… he’s been home recovering from back surgery and I find I’m craving alone time much more. And being with my girlfriends. We knit, crochet, sew and make and LAUGH! Oh my it’s such wonderful uplifting therapy to be with these ladies and we all feel energized after we get together. Your blog and all of your readers who post are like that too. Uplifting and positive! I love it! YOU travel far my friend!

Marylin Ollivier

Hi Lucy, Thank you for sharing your solo adventure. I do take solo ventures out and go camping. I live by the sea and would not have it any other way and would go bonkers if I couldn't have access to it. So my solo camping is in the forests. I love the deep forests we have
here (Vancouver Island, BC Canada) and I just love to sit and enjoy the quiet and like you say 'recalibrate'. I have a need to be out in nature and really need to just sits. I am a bencher too, LOL...and when I come across one by the sea or in the woods and on the trails, you bet I'm sitting there and being grateful for all that I have in my life. Hugs, MO

Gail Knapton

Self indulgent twaddle - get a grip.

steelbreeze

I have made solo trips, but usually to some sort of convention where I'm teaching or exhibiting, so not very relaxing! Hmmm - I may have to rectify that!

Léa

J'ai 80 ans , française ,je vous suis depuis longtemps gràce à Google Chrome je profite de la traduction en français. Que votre article a fait écho en moi, il est bon, souhaitable de prendre son temps, de savourer ces moments,s imprégner de la nature,déguster un bon café ... ËTRE DANS LE TEMPS PRESENT AVEC SOI

Fiona McC

May I apologise profusely for all the typos above. My brain works faster than my ffingers and they get tied in knots. I thought there was going to be a preview to proof read it, but if there was, I missed it!

(wors = world; barrer = barrier. The rest I think you can probably work out!)

Fiona McC

I could feel you recharging as I read the words and looked at the fantastic pictures. I half my getaways almost down the middle, between going away with others and going solo. I have had 6 trips around the wors, all solo and I honestly think they were all the better for being by myself, for much the reasons you point out. Mainy you can do what you want, when you want, at the pace you want,in any order and can change tack without huge discussions and fallout. I have also found others are more open to talking to solo travellers (I think in a couple especialy, you come across as a self sufficient unit with an invisible barrer people are loathe to cross). I have met so many wonderful people, both home and abroad on my various excursions and adventure. Mainly going solo gives you head space. And there is nothing like having head space - nothing - for recharging and re-energising. As you have found out! You need to do it at least once a year...

Olive Mavis

Thank you for sharing your wonderful trip and beautiful pictures of Saltburn. What a magical place!

Carol B.

Hi Lucy
I enjoyed your photos of delightful Saltburn which I usually visit a few times a year. I’ve been many times in the Community hall as it has a Saturday table top sale. It’s a town of town halves…….the seaside (look out for yarn bombing on the Pier )and the interesting upper town with its streets named after Jewels.

I usually stay in Hinderwell a few miles down the coast which means I can walk my dog on the nearby Cleveland Way.
There are so many beautiful places in those few miles. Last month , on the cliff top, I talked to someone from the National Trust who was working with a local farmer and they were preparing and seeding a wild flower meadow. A treat for next year.

Sue Dove

Hi Lucy,
How wonderful to hear of your solo stay in Saltburn and see your lovely photos. I have lived in Saltburn for 35 years and it truly is a special place to be. I haven’t been on a solo trip like you describe but realise that it is an uplifting thing to do. Talking of special places, we go to stay on Holy Island every year with our son who has a learning disability and this was our seventeenth year on the island. Now this really is a spiritual and magical place, particularly when the causeway is closed. I can definitely recommend it.
Next time you come to Saltburn, would love to meet up. Lastly so grateful for your wonderful website, patterns, photographs, comments on life. You are an inspiration and I thank you. I have made 6 of your blankets so far and am so pleased to have crocheting as a hobby.

Martha

Lovely, I both now want to go to Saltburn and have a solo trip somewhere. I have only ever had a similar experience for days out on my own, once to the coast to West Kilbride in Scotland, which is also a craft town and I highly recommend. I also like going to art galleries on my own, so I can take it all in at my own pace.

Kay

How lovely. Last year we had a couple of nights in Whitby and went to Saltburn for a visit, a place that I instantly fell in love with and looking forward to visiting again next year. I really enjoyed your post as it brought back lovely memories.

Mary-Ellen Ramsden

This looks like such a lovely trip! I've gone away alone before, but to reunions and such, so I spent my time with other people. I'd love to take a day or two on my own like you did, just to have space for my own. By the way, seeing glimpses of your new blanket has me very excited to see it completed, and to get the kit when it comes out! 😀

Crafty Cath

Oooh how lovely I've always wanted to go to Saltburn and now I want to go even more! I'm glad you had some time to yourself for a change. Your photos are great and colourful. I grew up by the sea too (first 12 years opposite the Isle of Wight and then when I was 13 my family moved to Weston Super Mare) and now I'm 54 yearn to live by the sea again...maybe I'll go North!
The holiday home looks lovely too and the Fab blanket :)

Lynda Robinson

We have been to Saltburn twice but never stayed very long so I loved your post as it made me want to explore it more. Many years ago I traveled alone for work, staying in hotels and eating alone wasn't very nice to be honest so I have never been away for fun on my own but after reading this I think I might just like it! thanks for the inspiration.

Ruth

What a lovely post. Saltburn is one of my happy places. I grew up in Guisborough just a few miles away and visit Saltburn each time I visit my parents who still live there. I was there just a couple of weeks ago and walked along the top, down the steps, along the pier and back up the cliff lift. A very special place. I love time to myself but haven’t had time more than a day trip solo. You’ve made me think about maybe doing a short trip sometime! Thank you for your great posts!

Edna Wills

Hi Lucy - thanks so much for sharing your thoughts and photos of your trip to Saltburn. I started taking a week's holiday in the Lake District a few years ago. The first time I went I was a bit anxious that I would start feeling lonely but it was the best thing I have ever done. Just being out in the lakes and fells on my own was glorious - although I did have my wonderful dog with me. I now go every year to the Lakes for that week on my own just to reconnect with myself spiritually and emotionally. I do hope you manage to get away for those few days by the sea more regularly. Take care xx Edna

Linne

Oh, Lucy, this was so perfect in its timing. Just what I wanted. I felt almost that I was there with you and the photos are so beautiful!

I didn't really travel solo until my 40s, as there was never a budget for that. When I did, it was either for work or an organization I belong to. Then I won !! a trip to Sedona, Arizona, USA for a week, but stayed for three. Previously I'd gone to Virginia, USA as a delegate to a week-long conference, but booked for three weeks (long stories, so I won't waste time on them here)

Best of all, though, was my solo trip on a teensy budget (₤400 per month) for six months in the UK. In summer of 2017 I was invited to a friend's wedding in Edinburgh in May of 2018, but couldn't justify the expense. Then I decided to think positively and wondered, if I did go, what I might do within a few days there. So I looked up my favourite band, Runrig, to see if there might be a gig I could see. That was the day they announced their retirement after 45 years. So it was now or never! A few days later, at 2 am my time and after 6 minutes in the online queue, I had a two day camping/standing ticket for Stirling for the final concert. This was in August of 2018. So now I accepted the wedding invitation and looked for other things I might do. Soon I had tickets for the two days of Yarndale (thanks to you!!) at the end of September.

I was blessed (again!) to get an air ticket on sale for around ₤193, from Kelowna, BC to Glasgow. Only after all that did I apply for my passport, which arrived with no problems. Somehow, everything went so smoothly and I have never gotten over that incredible feeling.

I can only be out of the country (Canada) for six months or my pension supplement is stopped and I can't manage without it. So, having jumped off that figurative cliff, I decided to stay for six months and then that would include the marking of the 100th anniversary of the first Armistice. This was important to me as I'd worked for a man who served in that war (but didn't see action) and whose brother died at Vimy Ridge, with so many other Canadians.

Anyway, I had briefly met a friend of friends of mine, who lives in Surrey in a cottage shared with his sister. When he heard I was considering wild camping in Scotland, he offered his spare room for free. I was beyond grateful. I do love camping, but had only camped on my own briefly and when I was much younger.

So, in mid-May, I flew into Glasgow with "Maymorning" playing in my head. Two nights in a hostel (and on the day between I made my way to the Barrowlands, just to look at the famous venue); then I was off to Edinburgh for several days for the wedding and a bit of sightseeing. I visited the Edinburgh Tartan Weaving Mill, up by the Castle and walked everywhere each day that I was free. Saw Greyfriars Bobby, whose story I've known from childhood, the National Library of Scotland and the usual Library, and more. I was in a hostel here, too, and it was fantastic. Some of the young people I met have stayed in touch with me ever since.

I didn't do much in the way of touristy things, but was so happy just to be in England, as I was raised and educated in an English-centred culture. The cottage sits on 20 acres and boarding there were four horses and two rescue donkeys, as well as a feral cat. Once the horse owners found that I know my way around a stall and all that, I got to muck out almost every day, feed the animals, put the horses in for the day and out again at night and so on. Blissful doesn't describe it!

At the end of my three months there, I was able to fly to Norway to stay with a second cousin who I met briefly at my last Auntie's funeral. Thanks to her and to a lovely teacher I'd met on Facebook (!!) I was able to visit the island of Leka, five hours north of Trondheim, and see the house where my mother's beloved grandfather was born. I was there for three or four days on my own.

Returning to Surrey, I found my room was needed for family coming from Australia, so I located a room in Heaton (by Bradford) that I could afford. A room in London would have been nice, but even if I didn't eat for three months, the cost was out of my reach. So off I went on the train.

The concert was the weekend after I moved up to Heaton. My new housemate, who manages the room rentals, loaned me a tent and a sleeping bag and the landlady, who lives next door, loaned me a sleeping mat. So off I went, two days later, on a bus to Stirling, arriving Friday morning. I'd expected to see the Ceilidh that evening and then the final concert the Saturday night. But as I set up my unfamiliar tent, a couple next door came by and helped me. Then we helped others. A friend of theirs showed up for a chat and a few minutes later he came to me and asked if I'd like a ticket to the Friday night gig for free!! Of course I would, but didn't want it for free, so I gave him what I could towards a cancer charity he supports. (when I was home again, in November, I found a list I'd made a few years earlier, where I'd listed things I want to do before I die. On it was the item: See Runrig live as many times as possible. And I did; twice.)

Then it was Yarndale for two days. I wore my Runrig Tshirt and jacket and met at least four people who'd been at the same concert. So awesome! Best of all, though, was meeting you for the first time and also Christine Perry (Winwick Mum). I shall never forget seeing your crocheted blankets all spread out on a railing; it was beyond impressive. And then you invited me to your crochet group in Skipton!

In early November I managed to join with your group twice and felt so welcome and included. And arriving early to Cooper's and getting a snack and cup of coffee is another treasured memory. I loved every minute of those days. After lunch I wandered around Skipton, just 'being' there. So now, when I read your posts, I am transported back to those magical days. I watch a lot of English films and series, too, and it's the same with them.

The anniversary ceremonies on the 11th of November were moving, as for me it was special to stand there and remember my father and his next older brother, both of whom served in WWII. Dad never made it to England, but my Uncle was stationed in Scotland for the first part of his time there, so also memorable for me.

And then it was over and I was on my way home, just a couple of days later. But with memories that will last forever.

I still hope to return, maybe to see more, but if that never happens, that was still the best six months of my life, ever.

I am so grateful to you for being a part of that time, however briefly. And I love your blog so much! It takes me right back, with all the sights, feelings and sounds that made up my time there.

So thank you, again, and I do hope you'll forgive me for such a huge post. (you did ask, and I couldn't think how to convey it all in fewer words).

May you always be as blessed as I have been, and more.

~ Linne

Vivianne

I love going away by myself. Well, almost by myself - I take my little dog Crazy Otto. But as a family we were in Hinderwell down the road from Saltburn for a holiday in July: the Yorkshire coast is amazing! And I live only about 10m from the East Anglian coast. York
kshire people were mostly lovely, too.

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