Cambridge, Cambridgeshire to Kings Lynn, Norfolk (Via Moulton, Suffolk)
79.62 miles (1007 miles cumulatively)
In my head, I had thought that today was going to be both easy (ier) and more difficult in the same measure. I suppose that means that they cancel each other out and it becomes an average day - well not in my head you hear me!
I set off from Cambridge feeling utterly positive about things. Sun was shining and the signposts were frequent (once I'd hit the path, at least). I began the pedal along the never-altering straight and flat roads of Cambridgeshire, Suffolk and Norfolk and headed happily along until, as I tweeted yesterday (@cycleengland in case you're not aware), I hit a problem that I had neither foreseen nor thought about as ever even being a possibility. The problem was flies (were flies, was flies, it's the problem that is singular right?).
Anyway, I now understand fully the reason for a windscreen. It's a fly blocker isn't it! I wasn't exactly flying (boom boom) along, and alright there might have been a little bit of rock music being sung along heartily to, but the flies were incessant. Incessant and stupid I might add. Surely they wouldn't have had to work that hard in order to avoid my gaping vacuum of a mouth! Still, they didn't, and I swallowed them (probably not the nicest way to go!), thinking (and coughing) all the time, "that's some more protein at least!"
Two more things struck me about yesterdays cycle. Firstly, I knew that Norfolk was the proud owner of some straight roads, but blimey, did I not realise how straight and how flat they meant! I cycled one road for 7 miles without even a hint of a corner, then turned one, one more mile of straightness, and then one more corner, before 2 miles of straightness again, when I arrived in a village called (get this, it made me laugh perhaps more than it should have done) 10 Mile Bank! Amazing. Imagination and humour in one!
Secondly, the fact of passing the 1000 mile mark proved the biggest boost of the cycle so far. It was incredible, and something that although I knew it would be a big moment for me, had no idea how big it would actually be. I'm not saying I cried (and I didn't...honestly) but I definitely had what some might term 'a moment'. Tiredness or impact, for whatever reason that 'moment' happened, I liked it.
Bring on the rest!
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