A weekend on foot

Saturday started with Sheringham parkrun, my 152nd parkrun at my 103rd location, for the present leaving just Hunstanton Promenade to visit in the East of England region – until the next one starts. It was a lovely course across the National Trust estate of Sheringham Park, with sea views as well, but a lot of uphill on the return leg and I found it hard work.
Hetty and I then drove to Cromer from where we got the train back to Sheringham, for a walk along the coast.
Heading for Beeston Bump, the remaining one of what was a pair of hills (the other having been lost to coastal erosion).
Looking back at Sheringham from Beeston Bump
The remains of Beeston Hill “Y” Station – one of the network of Wireless Intercept, or WI, later “Y”, stations around the southern and eastern coasts during World War II, intercepting radio signals from the German E-boats, both seeking intelligence from the messages being transmitted, and seeking to locate them for British boats to target and destroy them.
Hetty by the Y station, with the trig point behind as we ready ourselves to continue towards Cromer
One of the several caravan parks along this section of coast
And here we are, at Cromer – time to grab a bite to eat and then head home after a lovely morning.
Sunday sees me at Felixstowe for my long run of the week – I’d contemplated an organised half-marathon today, in part to replace last week’s Great Eastern Run, but in the end decided just to go out for a stretch of legs, and to visit a few more un-run squares on the map. I’d been along most of today’s route on walks, but not as a run, and it’s a different experience. Here I’m crossing the last of the six railway lines where they leave the Port of Felixstowe.
A small rise takes me to the top of Fagbury Cliff, at one point almost the river’s edge but the river is now some distance away behind the container park and dock.
Looking back across part of Trimley Marshes, the container park is still there, behind the trees to the right, largely out of sight but still making its presence felt by the constant beeping of the cranes and lorries.
Eventually having worked my way around the container park, I return to the riverside for a while, with a view of a Thames barge
About to cross a small creek
Making my way around the new tidal mud, created as part of the compensatory measures when the port was expanded
A look upriver to Levington Marina, as I turn inland
After climbing the hill to Trimley St Martin, it has been a suburban run mostly along roads through the Trimleys, Walton and Felixstowe, eventually returning to the prom. A look to the left…
…before turning to the right for a run along the prom and back to the car. A very enjoyable run – lots of stopping for photos and navigation, but I’m trying to teach myself that not every run needs to be fast or non-stop.

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