A trip to Boston you say? I'll pack my dollars and brace myself for burgers and beer and an elasticated waist.
183 miles later and we find ourselves in Boston Lincs. I've said it before and I'll say it again I'm sure,
"What's the highest point in Lincolnshire?"
The answer is three! Who'd have thought; England's lowest and flattest county has three historic high points as previously it was 3 counties? Today we nailed the lowest highest point at 8 metres above sea level. Welcome to Holland.
Fields of daff bulbs peppered our route from Boston. I'm not even sure we should count it as this high point is clearly a man-made endeavour. However it was very pleasant looking for the highest point in Lincolnshire, parts of Holland, on a lovely warm sunny April day.
Onwards and upwards or at least sideways and down a bit and back up some more to Heacham Dam for a walk on the beach, the feeling of sand in between your toes and listening to peewits. On the way back to Kings Lynn we stopped to watch Black-bellied Whistling Ducks and a field full of hares twitching their ears in the sunshine. Gold in my pocket.
Passing Sandringham we thought we'd call into pick up our invite to the wedding to save Harry and Meghan a stamp but it seems we're not on the guest list. They will have to buy their own towels I'm afraid.
A hearty supper was had in https://www.indiagatekingslynn.co.uk/ quite delicious, highly recommend. On to https://www.jdwetherspoon.com/pubs/all-pubs/england/norfolk/globe-hotel-kings-lynn, the benefit of this was a 'Spoons breakfast, happy days indeed.
The day dawned foggy and off we set for the Soke of Peterborough, coming in at number 59 and 81 metres above sea level. Nailed it!
Following the arduous getting out of the truck and chatting to brilliant woman who was single-handedly litter picking Racecourse Road we set off to find Arbury Hill, the highest point in Northamptonshire, 225m above sea level. I felt confident that I wouldn't need my crampons.
Easily found and easily nailed apart from a surfeit of mud and the inevitable effect on my footwear we have now got to the top of 17 counties.
A rough calculation after a successful weekend tells us we need to nail 2 county tops a week every week until November. Hey-ho! Tune in next week or whenever for the next exciting instalment of "Two go wild in unsuitable shoes on a slight slope somewhere in England".
183 miles later and we find ourselves in Boston Lincs. I've said it before and I'll say it again I'm sure,
"What's the highest point in Lincolnshire?"
The answer is three! Who'd have thought; England's lowest and flattest county has three historic high points as previously it was 3 counties? Today we nailed the lowest highest point at 8 metres above sea level. Welcome to Holland.
Fields of daff bulbs peppered our route from Boston. I'm not even sure we should count it as this high point is clearly a man-made endeavour. However it was very pleasant looking for the highest point in Lincolnshire, parts of Holland, on a lovely warm sunny April day.
Onwards and upwards or at least sideways and down a bit and back up some more to Heacham Dam for a walk on the beach, the feeling of sand in between your toes and listening to peewits. On the way back to Kings Lynn we stopped to watch Black-bellied Whistling Ducks and a field full of hares twitching their ears in the sunshine. Gold in my pocket.
Passing Sandringham we thought we'd call into pick up our invite to the wedding to save Harry and Meghan a stamp but it seems we're not on the guest list. They will have to buy their own towels I'm afraid.
A hearty supper was had in https://www.indiagatekingslynn.co.uk/ quite delicious, highly recommend. On to https://www.jdwetherspoon.com/pubs/all-pubs/england/norfolk/globe-hotel-kings-lynn, the benefit of this was a 'Spoons breakfast, happy days indeed.
The day dawned foggy and off we set for the Soke of Peterborough, coming in at number 59 and 81 metres above sea level. Nailed it!
Following the arduous getting out of the truck and chatting to brilliant woman who was single-handedly litter picking Racecourse Road we set off to find Arbury Hill, the highest point in Northamptonshire, 225m above sea level. I felt confident that I wouldn't need my crampons.
Easily found and easily nailed apart from a surfeit of mud and the inevitable effect on my footwear we have now got to the top of 17 counties.
A rough calculation after a successful weekend tells us we need to nail 2 county tops a week every week until November. Hey-ho! Tune in next week or whenever for the next exciting instalment of "Two go wild in unsuitable shoes on a slight slope somewhere in England".
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