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Stage 15. Boyton Marshes, Bawdsey to Felixstowe

Posted on June 11, 2010 by Ruth Livingstone

I pick up the bat. Feeling a bit of a fool, I wave it wildly. Who am I waving it at? Where is the ferry? “You didn’t think it was going to work – waving the bat – did you?” I am not expecting much of Felixstowe and am pleasantly surprised. Continue reading →

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Stage 14. Aldeburgh through Chillesford to Boyton Marshes

Posted on June 10, 2010 by Ruth Livingstone

Today is a day of forests, fields, pigs and hay fever. I get hot, cross, bothered – and lost – on a pig farm. I meet a snake and nearly have a close encounter with some cows. Continue reading →

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Stage 11. Corton to Lowestoft to Benacre

Posted on June 7, 2010 by Ruth Livingstone

I reach the the most Eastern point of the British Isles and then head off down a long stretch of deserted beach. Disorientated by a never-ending shingle bank, I miss lunch and am nearly defeated by a disappearing beach as I make my way past crumbling cliffs. Continue reading →

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Stage 10. Caister to Great Yarmouth to Corton

Posted on May 31, 2010 by Ruth Livingstone

I am surprised by the lack of care for sand dunes in Great Yarmouth and experience a moment of stillness under the pier. Further along the coast, I come to an area where a whole section of cliff has slipped down …. The path has disappeared. Continue reading →