A Year Long Pilgrimage

Because the forecast was bad, with numerous yellow warnings for strong winds, on the day that Sharn headed home and I headed for Castle Acre, I caught the bus part way.  As it turned out the little part of Norfolk I was in, was not only very beautiful,  but surprisingly calm.  The path I was on took me past forests, large houses, and down quiet countryside lanes. This was the biggest house I passed. I was really enjoying myself, until I reached a large puddle.  It was a case of either wade through it, or clamber up a slippery bank and risk slipping down into the puddle - not the safest of options.  While considering what to do, a car came along.  With nothing to lose, I stopped them and asked if they would ferry me through the water, which, thankfully they agreed to. I forgot to take a photo of the puddle, but this was the river a few kilometres further along. From there it was on to the Medieval town of Castle Acre, another surprise.  This is a town t...

Firstly, I begin by wishing everyone a very happy Christmas.  I also say thank you to all those who have added comments, or sent messages or emails.  I do appreciate them, though at times my response has been tardy, and shamefully, sometimes non-existent, because of all the work I have to do at the end of the day.   Yes, all I am doing is only walking each day, but when I get to my destination I often have a lot of administration to do, which has, at times taken all my spare time and energy.  What administration you ask?  Well, there are things like finding somewhere to eat, planning and booking the next day's journey and accommodation, doing the blog (which is not a 5 minute job), and  doing tasks like washing, to name a few.  So thank you for your understanding  on my sometimes lax communication.  Now to the last few days.  Sometimes it takes a while for the penny to drop, and for me to join all the dots. Leaving Leagate the way c...