A Suffolk Ramble

Like my Norfolk walk last year, I have saved the longest leg for the last day. I reckon it’s about 15 miles, though it’s a bit difficult to ...

A miserable night in the tent; with nobody else camping in the field, and nobody (seemingly) about, I'm troubled by my isolation and my ...

I’m keen to move on from my Sunday doldrums around Sizewell and strike forth and start early for Butley. I’m going back a way along the Sand...

At 2.45 am I am woken up by a child crying bitterly, in spite of the soft sing song pleadings of both parents. “I don’t want that one I wan...

To spare myself a couple of miles walk in the morning I decide to wait for the Southwold ferry to start working at 10 am, to get me quickly ...

It’s a lovely bright sunny summer morning. I have tea and porridge for breakfast in the sunshine. My tent, pitched near the pathway to the c...