Goldsborough

Two Watchpoints Above the Cliffs

Above the cliffs south-east of Goldsborough, in open farmland, sits a square mound of earth about thirty metres across and a little over a metre high. It is what survives of a late-Roman signal station, one of five strung along this stretch of the north-east Yorkshire coast. When it was dug in 1918, excavators found a walled courtyard with round corner bastions, a central stone tower, a gateway and a well, and concluded that the whole thing had been destroyed suddenly late in the fourth century.

Sixteen centuries later the coast was watched again. Goldsborough Rotor Station, codename JEX, went up in the early 1950s to track fast jets: a radar on a twenty-five-foot gantry, an underground reinforced-concrete operations block, and a guardroom built to look like an ordinary bungalow. Fire damaged the block in 1958; by 2005 it was reported flooded. None of it is open to visitors, but two warning systems sitting sixteen hundred years apart is the most Goldsborough thing about Goldsborough.

The Quiet Lane and Where to Eat

The village itself is small and high, set in arable fields and grassland with the North Sea on the horizon. A single lane runs east and simply stops above the cliffs at Kettleness, a hamlet of sandstone and brick houses with red pantile roofs. The National Park describes the feel as "quiet, tranquil," which is accurate; there is very little here in the way of shops or services.

For that reason you eat elsewhere. The village pub, the Fox & Hounds, is closed (though the company behind it is still listed as active, so it's worth a call before ruling it out), as is the Stiddy over at Lythe, where a new tenant is being sought — so a meal means driving out. Lythe has a volunteer-run community shop with a Post Office and café on the High Street; visitors rate it for pastries, pies, homemade quiche, scones and large cakes, though what's baked varies day to day, with a tea garden round the back. At Sandsend, Fish Cottage cooks locally caught, sustainable seafood — Shetland mussels in moules marinière, Whitby crab cocktail, smoked-haddock and sweetcorn chowder, herb-crusted hake, and its own award-winning fish and chips.

Coast Paths and Carved Stones

The walking is the real draw. A 6.5-mile circular from Sandsend crosses inland farmland through Goldsborough and Kettleness before returning along the cliff-top coast path; it takes about three and a half hours and is graded easy. The Cleveland Way passes through Kettleness on its exposed Staithes-to-Whitby stage, with cliff climbs and long sea views. A shorter option, the Kettleness Circular, loops around the hamlet itself.

Goldsborough's parish church is St Oswald's, in Lythe. It is thirteenth-century in origin but largely rebuilt in 1910, and it holds a permanent exhibition of Anglo-Scandinavian funerary stones from the ninth and tenth centuries, two fragments of which may be older still.

From Domesday Waste to Runswick Sand

The Domesday surveyors were less impressed. Swein held Goldsborough in 1066, when it was worth ten shillings; by 1086 it was recorded simply as waste, with no households and no value at all. Two ploughlands, sixteen acres of meadow, and nobody working them.

Runswick Bay gives you the sandy beach the village lacks: rockpools at low tide, fossils, and the Yorkshire coast's only remaining thatched house among the old fishermen's cottages. Whitby, the practical railhead, is a full day out on its own.

Evening over the Fields

But most days here end closer to home — on the lane back from Kettleness, with the light going over the fields and the sea somewhere behind you.