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The UK Regional Weekend Meeting was held from Friday 20th October to Sunday 22nd October 2006 at the Captain Cook Birthplace Museum, Marton

On Saturday there was a series of talks at the Captain Cook Birthplace Museum, Marton.

  1. A Manly Story: Isaac on the Endeavour and elsewhere Ann Batchelor and Anthony Hill
  2. Henry Bolckow. A 19th century fan of Cook Ian Stubbs
  3. Cook's Lincolnshire Legacy Mike Surr
  4. Cook and Bligh - heroes and anti-heroes in an age of exploration Sophie Forgan
  5. James King, not a seaman's seaman Steve Ragnall

On Sunday members visited places associated with Cook in the area.

A report was published in the January 2007 issue of Cook's Log and is reproduced below.



Captain Cook Birthplace Museum
Captain Cook Birthplace Museum



Secretary, Treasurer and President
Secretary, Treasurer and President



Part of the audience
Part of the audience



Part of the audience
Part of the audience





Roseberry Topping and Aireyholme Farm where Cook's Father worked
Roseberry Topping and Aireyholme Farm where Cook's Father worked
Staithes where Cook first went to work
Staithes where Cook first went to work



Report published in Cook's Log


It was Friday 20th October 2006 early in the afternoon when my husband Henk and I arrived from the Netherlands at the Marton Country Club and Hotel.

In the lobby we met Alwyn Peel, secretary of the society. We got acquainted and he asked us to accompany him to the nearby Captain Cook Birthplace Museum. We agreed and went there with him and another member of the CCS. Alwyn had to check if everything was ready for next day’s Annual Meeting of the CCS.

That evening there was an informal dinner for members. We got to know several members from England and Germany and, to our great pleasure, another member from the Netherlands: Mrs Martha de Putter-Stuiveling. It was very relaxing and after dinner we sat quite a long time talking to each other. We did not go to bed too late, because we knew on Saturday morning the lectures would start at 10 o’clock.

These morning lectures were very interesting. For lunch we had delicious sandwiches and sweet cakes, a combination we do not have in the Netherlands. After lunch there were more lectures, and we were allowed to view books in the museum’s archives, which we did with great excitement.

Of course there was also the opportunity to look round the museum itself, which was very captivating. Later on we walked to the graveyard across the way from the Museum. It belongs to St Cuthbert’s, the little church in which James Cook had been baptised. Unfortunately, it was not open to the public.

On Saturday evening there was an auction of several items, especially stamps and coins. Afterwards we had a formal dinner. Everyone felt very close; we were just like a big family.

Sunday morning a number of members went home straightaway. Those who wanted to could visit the place near Aireyholme Farm, Great Ayton where James Cook’s family had lived whilst his father worked on the farm.

However, we went to Staithes and visited the Captain Cook & Staithes Heritage Centre. There were many interesting things about James Cook, including a video film.

Afterwards we went to the Captain Cook Schoolroom Museum in Great Ayton, where James had attended school. Another very interesting place was the nearby little church where his mother and sisters are buried.

On Monday we went to Whitby and visited the Captain Cook Memorial Museum and the statue near the harbour. Both very beautiful.

Our weekend had been a great success. It was very nice to meet so many other members! It was surprising to discover that everyone has investigated more closely a different aspect of James Cook.

We hope to come back again.

Marja Timmers
Translated by Pauline Frossard

Marja Timmers
Marja Timmers standing at the rear of the Captain Cook Memorial Museum, Whitby, with the Grand Turk and other ships in the background

 


Originally published in Cook's Log, page 37, volume 30, number 1 (2007).



Another Report published in Cook's Log


In the car on our way back from Whitby to Marton Ian Boreham asked me to write a report on our tour that day around part of Captain Cook country. As I write, my stay in England already seems a long time ago; regrettably, I am back in the daily grind, yet it was only two weeks ago that I ventured for the first time to participate in a CCS meeting.

As I had put it to Alwyn Peel in an email when saying I would come: I wanted to feel something real about Cook. Not only use bookish knowledge and my own imagination, but really see, touch and smell his countryside; to have some earthly contact with something long gone, with those magnificent stories of centuries ago. To help me relive the memories of that day, I dived into my digital photo album and rewound the film back to that day.

Sunday, 22nd October, Marton

I got up early that morning. It was my intention to visit before 8 am St. Cuthbert’s Church, the little church where James Cook, "son of a day labourer", was baptised on 3rd November 1728. The day before it had been closed, but I had seen an announcement of the morning service at 8 o’clock. St. Cuthbert Church calls itself "a church where everybody is somebody and all are welcome" - an offer I couldn’t refuse.

Before breakfast I slipped out of the hotel (dubbed by many of us who stayed there over the weekend, Fawlty Towers) and walked the few hundred metres that separate the hotel from this 12th century atmospheric church. The weather still was surprisingly nice; not much wind, dry and occasionally sunny. "Beautiful Dutch cloudy skies" as we would say in the Netherlands. A whole generation of Dutch painters has found fame because of them.

Hesitatingly, a bit embarrassed in front of the other churchgoer who had come for private worship, I sneaked in and sat silently down in the back row. I tried to imagine how it must have been in 1728. Probably more frugal. Certainly without the beautiful stained glass window depicting our glorious Captain. A strict separation between the local dignitaries and the rest: hard-working, tough people. Strong people, for whom this place was the centre of all special events in their lives: birth, marriage and death.

Half an hour later I sat down for a "full English breakfast" in the dining room of Fawlty Towers. No problem for a healthy Dutch girl and a good start for the rest of the day.

In groups we left by car to tour Cook country. For some it was their first time. All of the others were prepared to guide us around and explain what we could see with much kindness and patience. I was one of those who had taken up the offer to go first to Aireyhome Farm in Great Ayton. Even for the veterans among us it was an exciting trip, because recently the local historians/archaeologists thought they had found the location of the cottage where the Cook family lived whilst James’s father was foreman of this farm. Here James Cook had spent his youth, played with his brothers and sisters, helped on the farm and had gone to school in the village.

The surroundings were marvellous. Green sloping hills, sheep, winding paths and, of course, Roseberry Topping an absolute highlight and eye catcher. The creating of myths on Cook takes shape when you imagine him as a boy standing on Roseberry Topping, his keen eyes looking at the surroundings, surveying them.

We were met by Dan O’Sullivan and Alan Bunn from the Great Ayton Community Archaeology Project. With them in the lead a mixed group of about 12 people scrambled up the path: Englishmen and women, a German mother and daughter, an Irishman, an American and me from The Netherlands. After a quarter of an hour walk over gates, through meadows and shrubs we arrived at the right spot.

I do not want to claim we were misled, but I needed a lot of imagination to believe that this place, overgrown with nettles and thistles, was an historically relevant site. Nevertheless, the indications were promising. Perhaps someone should start digging.

We enjoyed the surroundings at our leisure before we returned to the cars. Some of us went with Dan and Alan to obtain a recently published book on Roseberry Topping with beautiful photographs, and to take a much appreciated cup of coffee. When we said goodbye and I thanked Dan for the nice morning and the fascinating stories he had told us, he assured me, with a straight face, they were "all lies of course".

The group split, with Ian Boreham, his daughter Ruth, Kieran McGovern and I in Ian’s car. It was already noon and we had to hurry on a bit, because Ruth had to be back in Middlesbrough at 17.00 so she could catch her train back to Edinburgh. Rather speedily we had a look at the other monuments in Great Ayton: All Saints Church, the school (open only in the afternoon), a statue of Cook as a youth looking seriously into the future, and the site of another Cook cottage (though he never lived there himself), that had been replaced by a memorial obelisk from Point Hicks, Australia. The original cottage of Cook’s parents had been moved to Melbourne in 1934 as a tourist attraction.

A striking detail in Great Ayton was the gravestone of James Cook’s mother in the graveyard of All Saints Church that had the wrong date for his death (14th December 1779 instead of 14th February). On the reverse of the stone were the names of his brothers and sisters, who had all died. A sign of those very hard times.

We left Great Ayton and drove eastwards to Whitby. The scenery changed dramatically. The lovely green hills made room for melancholy moors. One minute the sun was shining, the next it was cloudy, and this provided a brilliant range of colours on the extensive, undulating plains.

In Whitby we first called at the best "fish and chips" restaurant in town. We were not the only people with this plan, so we had to queue up quite some time. "Four members of the prestigious CCS found dead of starvation" Ian philosophised in a moment of weakness. In the end we had a delicious meal of cod, haddock and mushy peas and enjoyed each other’s company. Kieran and I discovered not only a similarity in our interest in Cook, but also in our professional background in Human Resources Management.

With only one hour left we quickly walked to the Captain Cook Memorial Museum through the bustling streets. Not the bustle of a busy sea port, like in Cook’s time, but because it was full of day trippers. No wonder. Whitby has a rich history and is picturesque. The crowd puller stands on the west cliff of the river Esk; a pair of compasses in his right hand, a roll of paper under his other arm, his legs slightly apart, as if he could fall down any minute from his pedestal, and gazing determinedly at the horizon.

In the museum we were warmly welcomed and given the VIP treatment of being allowed to take photographs. Unfortunately we had too little time to have a good look at everything. The former house of John Walker in Grape Lane was filled to the top with the memory of his famous apprentice. The building contained a few 18th century furnished rooms, very plain as was proper for a Quaker family, to give an impression of Cook’s living surroundings of that time. On display were items attributed to Cook’s voyages and many drawings, paintings and pictures of his voyages (some being copies).

We met the assiduous director of the museum in the library. We had already got to know her in the Captain Cook Birthplace Museum in Marton the day before, when she gave a captivating lecture on Bligh and Cook. She has recently acquired a treasure of impressive, historical books.

Unfortunately, a glance at the clock showed us that time had marched on and it was time to say goodbye. Ian was already waiting for us in the car, ready for leaving.

Wistfully I think back to this day and to the CCS Weekend. It had been informative, inspiring and exciting, with good company. I better understand Cook because of this visit to his "roots" and the conversations with other CCS members. Paradoxically, my curiosity and imagination have increased greatly.

I am sure that I will come back for more and, undoubtedly, a visit to Staithes.

Martha de Putter-Stuiveling
Translated by Pauline Frossard

Ian, zijn dochter Ruth, Kieran McGovern en ik
Ian, zijn dochter Ruth, Kieran McGovern en ik at Whitby

 


Originally published in Cook's Log, page 39, volume 30, number 1 (2007).



Some more pictures from the weekend


Friday

An the informal meeting was held during Friday evening
Derek Morris
Derek Morris describing to members the results of his latest research into who lived where in Mile End Old Town
Members enjoying the informal meeting
Richard Hindle, Sylvia Higginbotham, Andrew Badell, Bernard Higginbotham, Chris Neumann and Steve Ragnall enjoying the informal meeting

 

Saturday


There was a series of lectures at the Museum.
Cliff Thornton and Ian Boreham
Cliff Thornton presenting Ian Boreham with a digital camera at the start of the meeting on Saturday
Alwyn Peel, Andrew Bardell and Cliff Thornton
The officers, Alwyn Peel, Andrew Bardell and Cliff Thornton, addressing the meeting
Jeff Thomas, Ruth Boreham, Peter Logan, Marja and Henk Timmers
Jeff Thomas, Ruth Boreham, Peter Logan, Marja and Henk Timmers at the formal dinner on Saturday evening
Robin Stenhouse, Cliff Thornton, Richard Hindle, Don Anderson, Kieran McGovern and Martha de Putter-Stuiveling
Robin Stenhouse, Cliff Thornton, Richard Hindle, Don Anderson, Kieran McGovern and Martha de Putter-Stuiveling

 

Sunday


Members visited places in the area associated with Cook.
Alan Bunn
Alan Bunn pointing to the location of the Cook family cottage above Aireyholme Farm.
The cottage once stood there!
"The cottage once stood there!"

Photos courtesy of Ian Boreham, Alwyn Peel, Cliff Thornton and Henk Timmers

 


Originally published in Cook's Log, page 38, volume 30, number 1 (2007).

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