Never Give Up On A Good Thing

LETJOG E2W – Day 3: Tuesday 16 April – BUNGAY to BRESSINGHAM (22.8 miles)

Plenty of oilseed rape in the fields today

Aside from the moody weather, that I will return to later, my first long walking day on this LETJOG E2W adventure has met with two basic and unforeseen challenges: communication and sustenance! Last night my phone charger cable broke – goodness only knows why it chose this moment – hence limiting my phone power, and threatening my means of keeping in touch with the world and (perhaps more importantly) being able to navigate my path. Fortunately, with unfamiliar use of an actual compass on occasion, I made it to Harleston, where I was able to replace the cable and restore normal service. And then there is the task of finding food in the provinces on a Monday or Tuesday evening, seemingly a nationwide problem these days outside of the main population centres – last night, with all the pub kitchens closed, I found the only hot food to be had in Bungay at the local takeaway: this evening I took no chances in Bressingham and dinner (albeit cold and eaten at my B&B) was courtesy of Morrisons in Diss.

My morning walk took me from Bungay up a short rise onto the slightly higher ground to the south of the Waveney Valley until the village of Mendham – then I crossed the Waveney and into Norfolk, where I found a coffee shop in Harleston as a heavy shower passed . . .
. . . then this afternoon, I covered the ground by way of tracks and ‘Quiet Lanes’, through the rain, via Dickleburgh village to Diss, ahead of the final few miles on minor roads to Bressingham

The weather was not particularly kind to me today – frequent and at times prolonged showers blowing in on a strong and gusty north-westerly wind, that often sounded like a train approaching as it blew through the trees. The silver lining for me was the occasional sunny interval, and some more sustained sunshine in the late afternoon that meant I arrived almost dry at my destination: a small mercy, very much appreciated. Here goes with the photos:

Looking back over Bungay, from the highest point of my trek so far . . .
. . . and onto the uplands!
Farm tracks and grey skies, features of the day . . .
. . . and a rainbow, as another shower blew in
Young lambs taking a morning snack
A pause in the rain as I descended into Mendham alongside Sconch Beck, a small tributary of the Waveney
Perhaps as close as I will get to seeing my Suffolk Punch!
Crossing the Waveney and into Norfolk
Thirty miles out from Lowestoft and this is my first stile – many of these traditional farmland fixtures are being replaced by galvanised metal gates . . .
. . . like this one: a feature of the increasing allure of walking to an ageing population perhaps? (Photo taken near Hopton, on the following day)
Grassy tracks all the way into Harleston . . .
. . . where coffee and shelter beckoned
More fields to traverse . . .
. . . and then onto Quiet Lanes for much of the afternoon section
A congregation of cowslips on the laneside
Giant haystacks
For a lot of the last three days I have followed sections of the Angles Way: but over a few miles this afternoon I picked up the Boudicca Way
No through road: too deep to ford on foot, and so a short diversion was required to a nearby footbridge
Mid-afternoon saw me in Diss – here they have their own Mere in the heart of the town centre
An antique pump in Bressingham, close now to my destination for the day

So, I shall remember this day of my LETJOG E2W trek as one of obstacles to be overcome. But, as ever in the outdoors, compensation is to be found at every turn: a rainbow, a stoat darting across my path, hares in the green cornfields, evidence aplenty of moles and badgers, pheasants squawking into the fields at my approach, and songbirds doing their best to be heard above the gale. Walking into the wind is not the easiest but, with the huge East Anglian skies open before me, this has the advantage of being able to observe the prevailing weather and some advance notice of oncoming downpours and respites. All ended well today in this corner of our mad world, and I can retire now reasonably well-fed, and with communication and navigation restored!

Swathes of East Anglia and Essex are threatened with a giant army of mega-pylons, set to march from Norwich down to Tilbury – a massive project to which there is similarly huge opposition along the proposed route

I sought today a song title for my Blog heading that hinted at overcoming adversity. ‘Never Give Up On A Good Thing’ came to mind at one point and stayed with me on the path, so just had to be my title for the day. The number was recorded by US jazz fusion and R&B artist George Benson in 1981, charting in the UK early the following year: the song is actually about resilience in love rather than on the trail, but it serves the purpose well enough for my experiences of the last day or so.

2 thoughts on “Never Give Up On A Good Thing

  1. We love coastal Norfolk but less familiar with Suffolk and inland Norfolk. We used to take our kids to the United Reform Church in Oxted, Surrey. The minister Roy Robinson and his wife Effie retired to Bungay. We once paid them a visit there, but sadly they’ve subsequently passed away. So enjoyed reading about your walk and the great pictures too Nick. Brightened up my start to the day! Best wishes Steve & Penny

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  2. Paula and I lived in Ipswich for 8 years, so we are recognising all of the names so far. Hope the weather improves. We’ve been having much the same here.

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