The CTC, a British walking trail, has been selected as one of the world's top 10 walking trails.
A breathtaking 315-kilometer walking journey

The CTC, considered the best trail by trekkers around the world, is a 315-kilometer trekking course that starts from St. Beas on the Irish Sea and ends at Robin Hood's Bay, overlooking the North Sea.
This is a journey that takes you across the heart of the British Isles, into the heart of England, a place you can't experience in big cities or tourist destinations.
The author, who completed this route in a relatively short period of 15 nights and 16 days, has written a book detailing the scenery and characteristics of each region of the CTC and has taken it upon himself to be a faithful guide for those who wish to walk this route.
From quintessential English countryside scenes of grazing sheep and majestic glens to the daffodil poet Wordsworth's hometown and the barren Moorish hills that inspired the Bronte sisters' novels, you'll discover a rare glimpse into the real England.

There are two high cliffs off the coast of St. Vis that surround the entire village.
South Head and North Head, which can be called South Wall and North Wall in Korean.
From the point where the long white sand beach ends, the southern and northern coastal cliffs continue.
The climb along the south face ridge from the starting point, which is marked '192 miles to Robin Hood's Bay', is quite steep.
Below the sheer cliffs, the Irish Sea's raging waves crash, while on the other side, in the green meadows, herds of white sheep leisurely graze.

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Most of the CTC crossing passes through three national parks.
Just as our country has 21 national parks, the UK has 14.
Only areas with significant value, such as Seoraksan, Jirisan, and Hallasan national parks, are selected and managed at the national level.
This transverse region, which forms the backbone of the British Isles and is in northern England, is almost entirely covered by three consecutive national parks: the Lake District, the Yorkshire Dales, and the North York Moors.

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Wordsworth described the Lake District as “the loveliest land that man has ever discovered.”
It may be because it is the poet's birthplace, but the British people's affection for the Lake District seems to go beyond what the poet expressed.
Grasmere at 4 o'clock on a summer afternoon was as peaceful as a lake and as lovely as a flower garden in an amusement park.
Low mountains hundreds of meters above sea level surround the area like a folding screen, and old brick buildings fill the streets with their sturdy appearance.
Every spare patch of land next to the fence wall is covered with green grass, and pretty flowers and flower pots are displayed in the windows on the first and second floors.

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170 years ago, in this region of Yorkshire, something significant happened that will remain in the history of English literature.
Two sisters from a remote rural area published a novel almost simultaneously.
Her older sister, Charlotte Brontë, published Jane Eyre, and a few months later, her younger sister, Emily Brontë, published Wuthering Heights.
Her older sister's work was well-received and successful upon publication, but her younger sister Emily died of tuberculosis the following year, despite the poor response to her publication.
It was a short life of thirty years.
The literary soil of the two sisters was the remote village where they had lived since childhood.
It was because the Yorkshire moors, the heather-covered moors, were always with the author that he was able to create the masterpiece Wuthering Heights.

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At some point during my travels, I became unable to refuse other people's favors.
My wife poured me a cup of warm tea from a thermos and handed it to me.
The usual questions and answers were exchanged: where were you from, whether you were going to Robin Hood's Bay, how many days were you planning to stay.
To a couple who didn't know much about Korea, I bragged about how distinct and beautiful Korea's four seasons and its beautiful landscape were, and they talked about how frequent and friendly the rain was in England.
I took out three candies and a chocolate bar from my backpack, shared them, and parted ways with the couple.

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Robin Hood's Bay appeared before our eyes.
After reaching the cliffs overlooking the waves of the North Sea, it was another two hours' journey south along the coastline.
Orange roofs and white décor perched on sheer cliffs
Brick houses are built tightly together, very tightly, without any gaps.
Along the long coastline, waves quietly roll in and out again.

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