This was one of the most varied days on the whole walk. It includes everything more nature reserve, kitschy seaside towns, and a long walk along the beach.
As pretty as the salt marshes and grasslands were, after three days of them it was good to finally be saying “goodbye” to them today. Because they are so flat, you never get enough elevation to get a truly spectacular view.
Maybe I’m being a little harsh on Blakeney, but I thought it was shit. The main thing I didn’t like about it was that it had a large duck pond, with electrified fences. This place is slap bank in the middle of a huge bird sanctuary and nature reserve. There really can’t be an easier place to easily go and see a wide variety of birds, insects and flowers. It just seemed bizarrely cruel and unnecessary to keep these birds locked up.
The final part of the day was a five mile walk along the shingle beach from Cley next the Sea to Weybourne. For four miles, it was easily my favourite part of the whole walk. Storm clouds in the distance were fantastic, and having the North Sea crash in was awesome. However, after four miles, it became more of a chore. With each step, your foot would sink in several inches to the shingle, sliding around as the small stones shifted with your weight. It was tougher going, but to be honest this was more what I was expecting from a coastal walk.