Dog-friendly Aldbrough

A big two-roomed pub at the top of High Street in Aldbrough, a mile inland from the cliff and the caravan parks, serving the village and the holidaymakers in roughly equal measure. Tetley Bitter and Timothy Taylor Landlord are the regulars with Black Sheep alternating weekly with a guest, and the Sunday carvery is the thing people come for. There is a garden, a real fire, a separate bar, its own parking and camping on site, and the kitchen runs Thursday to Sunday only, so a Monday walk on Aldbrough beach will not end in a meal here. Dogs are welcome throughout with no area restriction recorded, on CAMRA branch evidence rather than the pub’s own words.

An out-and-back on open sand with no dog order of any kind over it, because the council Public Spaces Protection Order covers four named beaches in the county and Aldbrough is not one of them. Drop down the ramp at the seaward end of Seaside Road, past the caravan parks, and turn north with the clay cliff on your left. This is the sharp end of Europe’s fastest-eroding coastline: Aldbrough has lost its cliff road repeatedly, bungalows have gone over the edge within living memory, and at Great Cowden a mile and a half on you pass the remains of the old Rolston army range where concrete blocks and pillboxes lie on the beach where they fell. Turn round there. Go on a falling tide, because at high water the sea reaches the clay in several places and there is no way up; keep well out from the cliff foot throughout.