When most people think of surfing, the first things that generally pop into their head would be the Beach Boys, and places like California and Hawaii, all of which are synonymous with surfing and surf culture.
Yorkshire, on the other hand, would be towards the bottom of anybody’s ‘surfing’ list.
But surprisingly, not only does it get excellent, dare I say world class waves, but there is a very real connection with surfing that stretches back all the way to the 1700s when the famous explorer Captain Cook left Yorkshire on a voyage of discovery that took him to Hawaii amongst other places, where he documented people surfing for the first time. Little did he know that the little fishing village he had lived in as a boy had epic surf on its doorstep and would become a surfing destination in its own right.
In fact, this whole area’s coastline, which makes up a major part of the iconic Cleveland way, is littered with fantastic waves. The geology of this area creates fantastic rock shelf’s that jut out from the crumbling sea cliffs and form the perfect platform to transform the swell lines that hit them, into perfect surfing cylinders.
The great surf conditions that greeted us on our arrival continued to deliver throughout our stay and the weather played ball too, making this a trip to remember. We surfed at least twice a day, every day in conditions that ranged from great to epic.
And when you are too tired to surf anymore there’s other great things this coast has to offer, like heading to Whitby to sample the country’s best fish and chips (according to the sign above the door) or check out a replica of Captain Cook’s boat The Endeavour, and the whalebone archway that overlooks the harbour, a reminder of this areas old whaling industry. Alternatively, you could stroll along the seashore to find a few fossils that litter the area.
So, four fun packed days came and went in the blink of an eye and before we knew it, we were heading back home, surfed out, smiles on our faces, belly’s full of fish and chips and 80s classics ringing in our ears.
Yorkshire, you were great. Thanks for the memories.