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Surfleet Seas End |
Well after my chafing experience yesterday, cycling shorts (under walking trousers, you'll be pleased to know) were the order of the day, I felt pretty good, but Oscar looked a broken spirit when I woke him up. Gradually as the morning progressed he started to fire on all cylinders, and by the time we were ready to set off from The Ship Inn at Surfleet Seas End, he was back to his usual self.
Today we started to follow the River Glen, as we headed more in land away from the Wash and salt marshes. The countryside changed, passing more villages and towns, fertile agricultural land and the scenery along the river was more picturesque.