East Anglia 2013 – Day 6

Wednesday 11th September Again, a hideous night’s sleep was to be had. As nightfall committed the extremities worsened, it felt as if a monsoon had hit, when in fact it was just the birth of the British autumn. Nestled amongst alder trees concern hit me as the trees began to creak and sway. Was the…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 5

Tuesday 10th September Rain and wind combine to become the prevailing enemy of the day. Together they negotiate how miserable they intend to make me feel. But through this entire cycling lark if I was to average one shit day in five, then I’ll take that, that’s doable. For today was certainly one of those…

East Anglia 2013 – Day 4

Monday 9th September With a good partial days rest and a relatively decent night’s kip I was feeling revitalised and raring to go when I left Norwich. Weather, the skies were blue and the sun was doing its thing.  Today I would straddle the broads toward the Suffolk coast. I made haste through a number…