After a night of troubled sleep (condensation, heavy rain, repeated deflating of airmat) we woke to more rain, and in typical fashion we started slowly with a lazy breakfast and slow packing up. However our slow start had the inadvertent consequence of allowing the showers to pass and giving us an OK weather window to walk in! I'd like to say it was planned...
The walk follows a good path between the coast and the marshes. It was quiet and everything was feeling Ok. I had a small blister under one toe and one on the opposite heel, but nothing much to worry about. The rain began to threaten again, but as soon as the waterproofs were on, the rain had gone.
Morston appears quite suddenly, with a small sailing 'harbour' and a convenient café! It wasn't quite lunch time but we took the chance to sit down and grab a pork pie and sausage roll. It was noticeable how windy it was, with a various baked goods being pushed along the picnic table!
Blakeney was a nice small town with signs that it was once a bit bigger with a commercial port that was now mainly used by pleasure craft. The path again took a high level sea wall round to Cley Next The Sea. Things were going well (apart from a camera malfunction) and we had a 10 minute break at Cley.
|Even the Dog looks tired!|
|I was loving it, can't you tell?|
|And it goes on...|