Miles of Sand and Seashells – Day Two of Walking the Norfolk Coast Path

When I rolled out of my cocoon on day two I was fully expecting to be the biggest ball of ache known to mankind. 

But all was good!!

(sometimes I forget that I cycle or walk 6 miles a day, 5 days a week, I am healthier than I think I am)

I decided on an early start so I could take my time and dawdle to my hearts content. I had had a fairly early night in the grand scheme of things so had plenty of sleep. The camp bed is such a cozy thing it was hard to get out.

I shuffled out of the campsite at 7:30 with just my backpack on my back.

Leaving the tent and my things behind. 

It was such an odd feeling just up and walking out – I felt like I had forgotten to do something. 

But magic was about to happen….

My tent was magically going to transport itself 14 miles down the coast!

I just had to walk it – and not get lost doing so.

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47 Miles of Wide Open Sky- Day One of Walking the Norfolk Coast Path

The morning I started walking the Norfolk Coast Path it was chucking it down. Proper raining cats and dogs. The day before it had been hideous humid sunshine, but that morning – torrential rain. This was a blessing in disguise though as it made my first day on the path a cool, calm walk – with hardly a soul in sight.

But I am getting ahead of myself.

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