Phil Cook said:How was Norfolk btw?
Gad, it was Hot!
Day 1 started reasonably late (train arrived at Peterborough at just
gone 4), and first job was negotiate the cycle tracks out of town. A
mixed bunch, with some items of comedy and a rather over-generous
portion of [censored] surfaces, but it got us where we were going. Gad, it
was hot, but solid progress thanks to it being very flat with the odd
break, and aside from being covered with wee (non-biting) beasties who'd
collided and couldn't escape the mix of sweat and sun cream we got to a
planned campsite about 40 miles on which had showers and a cafe, both of
which were All Right By Us. Hot enough that headwinds were actually
*welcome* for cooling effect.
Day 2, reasonably prompt start before it got too hot, but that didn't
last too long. Gad, it was hot! Starting to get a bit less flat, and
while nothing too extreme an incline would kill speed a bit, effective
breeze got less and then it got to be a heat-up positive feedback loop.
We stopped in Castle Acre because we were boiling alive and after a
very welcome cold drink and pie stop gave Helen a call and headed her
way. Gad, it was hot! By the time we were arrived we were pretty much
cooked and cery receptive to the proffered ice-cream. In hindsight a
salty cheese butty would have been a more sensible request, but
hindsight only operates in, umm, hindsight...
A very convivial time admiring the garage contents and blethering with
Helen and Vernon, and gathering of useful local info before we headed on
into Dareham for BBQ supplies (we were off to pals' wedding, and this
was the gathering the night before). By the time we got there Roos was
coming down with heat stroke symptoms so the push up to North Elmham was
direct rather than the scenic Plan A. By the time we got there I was
coming down with heat stroke symptoms too (Gad, it was hot! I may have
mentioned that...). That meant we rather under-indulged in the planned
G&T-fest, but after showers and food and a monster thunderstorm to clear
the air felt much better.
Day 3: there was no Day 3, that was the wedding we'd gone for. Just as
well, my right knee was protesting a lot in the morning, though it felt
fine after a bit of a strolling about and was certainly up to the
ceilidh in the evening.
Day 4: late start, and we headed up to Cromer. Hills getting hillier
all the way, and Gad, it was hot! But a very enjoyable day and we found
a great campsite on a farm at the end of it, very much in the Right
Place At The Right Time. Free range eggs (we met several of the
chickens roaming about...) and fresh rasps from the farm, yum!
Day 5: reasonably prompt start, thinking the coast road would be
reasonably clear and the sun wouldn't be too oppressive, right on both
counts, terrific hack along through Morston etc. with a cake break at
Wells. Moving on, roads were filling up a bit so we headed inland,
still good going but Gad, it was hot! Lavender centre for lunch, and
then inland again to Sandringham, where I was overheating. Not actually
many places to crash out on the grass under a shady tree that hadn't
already been taken, so we meandered on and eventually chose a field with
a high hedge for shade to have a snooze away from the heat in. Finally
got rolling again when it had cooled off a /bit/, but Gad, it was hot!
Ended up on the brownest campsite I've ever seen in the UK, but the cafe
there did a very good shank of lamb and pint of John Smiths to
rehabilitate us.
Day 6: the prompt start gambit didn't work today. Gad, it was hot! We
thought we'd be touroids and stop everywhere, but Stop #1 at the Iceni
village and our hearts just weren't in it. Gad, it was hot! We
laboured on to Oxburgh Hall, where we just flaked out under a tree for
several hours. The map was reconsulted as Ely seemed impossibly far (it
had seemed eminently sensibly near first thing!) and we diverted to
Downham Market. Less than 25 miles total, and we were completely
finished. Gad, it was hot! Showers, pub dinner and beer, and a call to
my Dad to check on train times for us on the Inetrweb and we felt much,
much better.
Day 7: down to the station, no problems etting the bikes on and
ultimately to Peterborough and then home. The couple of miles from the
station was hard work. It was quite a bit cooler than Norfolk but even
so, Gad, it was hot!
So, a good session but a tad on the warm side for us...
Pete.
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