Ivan and Jane on the sandy beach by Cromer pier, Norfolk
Travelling full time in our motorhome has long since been a dream of ours. When we were living in a house and away camping or in our old motorhome Vern we struggled to get back into the routine of sleep, work, eat, repeat on our return home. Nature and fresh air has always been a kind of therapy for us. There is nothing like feeling you have been outside all day having adventures; enjoying life to the full. You really feel you have earnt your dinner that night: your whole body aches; your face burns; your eyes sting and you feel happy and alive. Safe in the knowledge you have squeezed every last minute of daylight into challenge, adventure and exploration you can go to bed that night exhausted and replete. Now we are “living the dream” we have definitely slowed down, we are noticing the little things and not rushing around so much trying to fit it all in. After all, what’s the rush? We don’t only have the weekend nowadays.
On this leg of our tour of the 49 counties of England East Anglia is the perfect area to take it easy. It sits in the Far East of England and is made up of Norfolk, Suffolk and more loosely Cambridgeshire and Essex. After a great weekend with our motorcycle club in Lincolnshire we headed to Norfolk:
We found a lovely quiet campsite in the hamlet of Plumstead, a few miles inland from Cromer and for the whole week were the only ones there. We enjoyed the peace of the countryside, the narrow lanes on our motorcycle and sidecar and the wildlife. All we could hear at night was the owls hooting and it was pitch black, perfect for star gazing.
After a brief catch up with friends Steve & Carol we stayed in the heart of the Norfolk broads: Wroxham. We managed to get a space at an old boating marina directly overlooking the water. There we could watch: the boats; paddle boards; kayaks; swans and other wildlife; plus the people. Life on the waterways is fascinating. We asked the owner Cheryl if we could stay longer, “no problem” was her welcome reply. We did not want to leave:
Did we mention the swans 😂?
However, the coast and Suffolk in particular called. Here is where this blog ends, suffice it to say we need to come back to East Anglia, we did not even scratch the surface. But hey, what’s the rush? Since July last year, out of the 49 counties of England we have slept at least one night in 47 of them. Now heading back to Sussex for family commitments.
Til next time xx
