Sunny Hunny

Another cold night, I was glad I’d stuffed the fan heater in as an extra for this trip. Plus my full winter duvet jacket for walking in. Back to the beach after a leisurely breakfast and packing up the van. By the time I’d walked up to Hunstanton it was full sun. So I plonked myself down on one of the odd stumps of rock at the edge of the receding tide, to picnic amongst the oystercatchers and dunlin, pottering around the rockpools and shallows. It was quite magical. Then a drive back across the fen, luckily the fog lifted and so it weirdly got lighter as dusk fell. Back to reality after another fab little escape.