R
Richard Bates
Guest
Day seven: Sherringham to Norwich via North Walsham
Having not been disturbed too much by the trainline running next to last night's campsite, I have
today pitched my tent on a site between two trainlines at a location slightly south of Norwich.
I know I keep mentioning NCN1 but it really is everywhere I go. I'm not particularly following
it: It just keeps finding me. It is the cyclist' s equivalent of Barnard Star (ask any sci-fi fan
to explain).
Neither Sherringham nor Cromer could offer a substantial breakfast whilst allowing me to keep my
bike in view. Having bruised my hand trying to poke tent pegs into hard ground I bought a
lightweight mallet from the local camping shop and then trundled merrily on my way south toward
Norwich. Again I navigated mainly by signposts and I'm very glad I did. I saw something I have never
before seen: I small signpost at pedestrian/cyclist eye level that said "Quiet Lane" and depicted a
family walking along. The were also supplemented with destinations and distances. It was fantastic.
I didn't see a single car for about 5 miles.
North Walsham didn't appear to have any suitable cafe's where my bike would be within view but chap
carrying a Mavic wheel asked me if I was looking for a bike shop. I said no, but I was looking for
somewhere to eat where I could sit outside and he recommended "Butterfingers" which was an entirely
reasonable place.
I had earlier booked into a campsite at Lakenham just south of Norwich train station. Being a great
believer in integrated transport, I took the train for the second half of the journey. Chatting
with a gentleman at the station I learned that the road I had just cycled along also used to be a
train line.
My second lesson of the day was that the "Camping and Caravanning Club" originated as the "Cyclists'
Camping Club", and to this day they still have a policy that they will always do their best to
accommodate campers arriving by bike or on foot. They currently have no official links with the
Cyclists' Touring Club, but was told by the campsite manager that many of the sites will give CTC
members the discounted price normally only applicable to CCC members.
The same site will be my home tomorrow night too, and I'll attempt to find the bike shop recommended
by Helen, in order to get my worn down brake blocks replaced.
Beer tonight is from a lovely pub about 30 minutes walk away from the site. Greene King IPA for
those that are interested.
Love and headtorches from Rich x
--
Sent using an unregistered copy of RMRNews v1.02 Check out our website at http://www.rmrsoft.com/
for other high quality software for EPOC machines.
Having not been disturbed too much by the trainline running next to last night's campsite, I have
today pitched my tent on a site between two trainlines at a location slightly south of Norwich.
I know I keep mentioning NCN1 but it really is everywhere I go. I'm not particularly following
it: It just keeps finding me. It is the cyclist' s equivalent of Barnard Star (ask any sci-fi fan
to explain).
Neither Sherringham nor Cromer could offer a substantial breakfast whilst allowing me to keep my
bike in view. Having bruised my hand trying to poke tent pegs into hard ground I bought a
lightweight mallet from the local camping shop and then trundled merrily on my way south toward
Norwich. Again I navigated mainly by signposts and I'm very glad I did. I saw something I have never
before seen: I small signpost at pedestrian/cyclist eye level that said "Quiet Lane" and depicted a
family walking along. The were also supplemented with destinations and distances. It was fantastic.
I didn't see a single car for about 5 miles.
North Walsham didn't appear to have any suitable cafe's where my bike would be within view but chap
carrying a Mavic wheel asked me if I was looking for a bike shop. I said no, but I was looking for
somewhere to eat where I could sit outside and he recommended "Butterfingers" which was an entirely
reasonable place.
I had earlier booked into a campsite at Lakenham just south of Norwich train station. Being a great
believer in integrated transport, I took the train for the second half of the journey. Chatting
with a gentleman at the station I learned that the road I had just cycled along also used to be a
train line.
My second lesson of the day was that the "Camping and Caravanning Club" originated as the "Cyclists'
Camping Club", and to this day they still have a policy that they will always do their best to
accommodate campers arriving by bike or on foot. They currently have no official links with the
Cyclists' Touring Club, but was told by the campsite manager that many of the sites will give CTC
members the discounted price normally only applicable to CCC members.
The same site will be my home tomorrow night too, and I'll attempt to find the bike shop recommended
by Helen, in order to get my worn down brake blocks replaced.
Beer tonight is from a lovely pub about 30 minutes walk away from the site. Greene King IPA for
those that are interested.
Love and headtorches from Rich x
--
Sent using an unregistered copy of RMRNews v1.02 Check out our website at http://www.rmrsoft.com/
for other high quality software for EPOC machines.