Kessingland Base Camp
Southwold resists pier pressure. It’s tucked the pier away from the centre of town, so that I only noticed it was there on my way out after exploring a bit more. All the mirrors on the pier make me look as though I’ve eaten too many veggie lasagnes.
Back in Mevagissey, a week into this walk, Delia and Gary told me about a church they’d seen built inside the walls of an earlier church, in Covehithe. So I made a note to go that way — “if it’s still there”, they said, because Covehithe is rapidly disappearing into the sebald.
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Weeks later, I’ve made it while it’s still there. I lay in the shade for a while, before climbing the staircase to reach the ivied window that you can see between my toes, to establish that it didn’t give a view that was any better.
Tomorrow is the final push to Lowestoft Ness. I tried to find a Sherpa for this last section, but each one I spoke to said “Excuse me, where is Lowestoft?”, so that hasn’t worked out.
But checking maps, it’s only three feet of ascent, so if I pace myself I’m hoping I can manage it without oxygen.
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