Well, that Peddars Way was quite hard work due to various surfaces to the trail. From slippy sand to wheel-spinny muddy grass - the most tiring was the long stretches bumpy grass that always seemed to be uphill.
The four of us had a great time, getting to the end of the Peddars Way by dusk and to the campsite in time to get pitched, showered and to the White Horse pub just in time for the last serving of food. I had hoped we would ride to the Jolly Sailors pub as that would have taken me up to the 100 miles for the day.
Oaky's theory that Roman roads are straight because they are built on disused railway lines was proven by a shoulder height signal in one of the gardens at the side of the route at Castle Acre - along with the evidence that the Romans built their chariots with the same wheel spacing as standard gauge rail track.
Photos:
Road sections
Typical trail
Castle Acre
Well deserved pub meal
My loaded bike
Bacon
As we had booked separately, we were quite spread out on the campsite - Oaky on the far end of the top field, Tomsk and OD on opposite sides of the middle field, and me next to
cycling totty some young ladies in the lower field.
Tent pic
While the Essex lads headed for Sheringham, after a brief visit to Brancaster Saithe, I headed East and then South through Kings Lynn to meet Mrs Wobbly at her Mother's house for a lift home.
Who say's Norfolk is flat?
