I set the alarm for an early start.
|Welcome to Blakeney Point - not for the weak|
Anyone who has ever walked Blakeney Point will tell you how much of a trudge it can be, the shingle sapping the strength from your legs with every strenuous step, but hey I'd recently run a marathon, this was going to be a piece of cake! The plan was to travel lightly with just the essentials - bins, camera, apple, banana - I was fully hydrated, fluid wouldn't be needed!
|Watch house or halfway house - you may want to remeasure that one|
|Reward of sorts|
And re-checking the images again on my camera, the wing length looked a tad long it was probably actually a Willow Warbler but I didn't care - had I trudged this far in the wind and fog for that!!
I checked the area around the lifeboat house for any sign of bird life, the brambles looked good for something but alas nothing, well except for a couple of predictable Linnets! Lastly I walked the sand dunes in the vain hope of flushing a Wryneck but more disappointment - a day which promised so much had failed to deliver.
|Lifeboat house - home of Linnets|
Finally reaching the car park I opened the car door and slumped into the chair, my aching ears were grateful to be out of the wind, I desperately searched for a bottle of water, quickly gulping down its contents, I was pleased to be back in the comfort of this tin machine - running a marathon was harder but only just!
Was the four hour trudge worth it - just about.
Would I do it again tomorrow - you bet I would.
Blakeney Point like many other coastal peninsulas sometimes leave you disappointed but always leaves you wanting more.