Scarborough

I didn't go to the fair (hehe)....but Scarborough was lovely all on its own.

I stopped by on my way up the coast to visit Scotland; even though it was a quick stop, I had a great time seeing the main sites.

I drove through a very colonial, New England type town, which was ironic, because you know, I was in Old England, England England. But I related it to what I know. On a returning trip, I would like to walk and shop and eat among the shops that overlook the bay.

I parked on church street and began to walk up the hill on the other side of the cape.

The view looking back at where I had come from; can you see the water?

The castle's info and shop building also looks like a castle. Fitting.

Paid my admission, took another look at the bay and then hiked up to the castle.

It was on the top of the hill overlooking a cliff that juts out from the coast.

I'm pretty excited; I love me a good castle ruin.

 It was so windy! The location reminded me of those movies where the British troops discuss their battle plans while shots of the enemy ships approaching the shore intermittenly flash across the screen to build the intensity.

Beautiful sky.

I walked down the hill, past squished-together houses to the beach.

There were carnival rides and fish'n'chips shops all along the road.

This would be a very fun weekend getaway with friends.