Looking back to Alderton. Typical pretty coloured houses.
We had been peddling into quite a strong headwind, which picked up as we approached Bawdsey, We waved the "flag" (made from a plastic lid), and thankfully after an anxious few moments, it made it's way across from the other side. The "cheery" ferryman as miserable as the last time. He has a bad shoulder, so doesn't help with the bikes. (or that's his excuse.)
here it comes.
Only us on the ferry.
I had lunch previously, with my friends, at the cafe on the other side, but today it was very busy, and a really annoyingly LOUD man was on his phone... so we went to the one next door. We were only looking for a cuppa at this point.
It was like an American Diner inside! We sat out.
A few minutes taking some photos around the riverside. It's scruffy, but interesting at the same time.
The landscape now changed dramatically as we head headed along the pathway next to the coast into Felixstowe. The wild fennel was beautiful.
Loved the shape of the fence, with the Martello Tower beyond.
The rocks add interesting structure too.
Wild Geranium flowers.
The grasses were a gorgeous rich bronze colour.
Last one!
I had previously eaten lunch at the pier too, which served great food, so that was our next port of call. Fish and Chips all round. (But a small portion, since we will have dinner later. 😂)
It was VERY bright now, and these sunshades looked dramantic.
After lunch, a little backtracking, then down a nice lane, where previously Daphne and I had stopped to speak to the cows. 😅. (They were much further over in the field today.) Quite a lot of new housing going up here now. 😔. Next, through Trimley St Mary where we used the pedestrian bridge to cross the busy A14, and made our way towards Waldringfield.
It started to rain, in almost the exact same place as the last time I rode here (and we all got soaked). Thankfully it came to nothing, and we arrived in pleasant weather at the Maybush Pub on the riverside for a drink.
Views at the Maybush, Waldringfield.
Right turn here, as we now ride the last 7 miles back to Seckford Hall.
It's been relatively easy all day, but in the last few miles back to Seckford Hall, a few 7% inclines.😧
Another swim, another nice meal, and in the morning we packed up to drive to our next hotel in Westleton.
WEDNESDAY JULY 17TH - DAY 3
We parked up at The Crown, Westleton, and set out in a very pleasant 20degrees, heading initially to Dunwich, passing the old Monastery.
The roads from Westleton are surrounded by Heathland.
The old Monastery Building, Dunwich.
Dunwich
The golf ball shape in the distance is Sizewell Power Station. (John wants to ride there!)
On my previous trip, a main road to link to Walberswick, but we found this track. A bit messy in places, but not too bad.
Walberswick Church.
Suffolk was covered in Hollyhocks.
Teashop, recommended by a local.
Delicious... and the sparrows agreed!
We spent a few minutes riding to the beach in Walberswick, before heading to the tiny ferry.
A shop with a bit of eveything.
Walberswick green.
This lady approached us explaining that she had just photographed us, and would like to paint us .. well, our bikes.... waiting for the ferry. She also admired our bike saddles. She has a issue with sitting.
Art group.
He works hard! Rowing against the current , to then swing round to not miss the deck on the opposite bank.
And since John not been here before, a few minutes photography at the Fishermen's huts.
Southwold main town in the distance.
The lighthouse slap bang in the middle of the town.
Southwold Pier ahead
A nice lunch on the pier, then we started heading inland once more, towards Wrentham. I dont know which crop this is. Very orange in colour compared to the other golden fields of wheat.
A very welcome "Aldburgh" Ice cream, at this pub on a road junction in Blyford.
Finally, we retraced our route via Dunwich, back to Westleton where the heather was very colourful.
We checked in to the Swan Room, and since it was rather warm, later had a walk around the village and a drink in the pub garden before a very nice meal.
THURSDAY 20TH - DAY 4
The main plan today, was to visit Thorpeness, since John had never been. Its a very unique village, built in the 1950s as a holiday destination, with a Mere, since there is not seafront as such.
But first..... John wanted to ride to Sizewell. 😏. Not quite sure why.... but here we go. It was our longest ride, almost 43 miles, and it was hot.
John planned this route, which included a few tracks. The first one, where we left the road near RSPB Minsmere.
It got narrower! Before it opened up.
Too fast for the shutter to focus in the dark tunnel.
The only cattle we saw all week.
Will it ever be built?
The current power station ahead.
Erm... moving on swiftly. 😅
Another track now, to link us to Thorpness. This time, VERY sandy, and a few moments of Wey hey, as we tried to keep the bikes upright.
The track mostly ok, but at times the sand just too deep.
A mini tour of Thorpesness, including ice cream at the Mere. Very colourful with all the boats and blue sky.
The "House in the clouds" on the right of the Mere.
This little family of Egyptian Geese came right over to the camera. So cute.
Aldburgh is just a few minutes ride from Thorpness, passing the Shell sculpure on the beach, which we were both convinced looked as if it had fallen over! (We had both seen it before).
Closer inspection, and of course it HADN'T fallen over
Always lovely colours from wild flowers along the seafront in Aldburgh.
We rode through town, all the way to the Martello Tower, where I chatted with another artist who was out sketching. A bit of more main road now, not busy, but like a rollercoaster enroute to Aldringham.
Lots of riding around crop fields, with no cafes or pubs for several miles, so we were grateful to come to this pub in Cartlton.
Gasping! Sat in shade and enjoyed some pulled pork tacos.
Nice to spot some purple flowered crops for a change
This is a green manure crop, called Phacelia.
Walpole Cottage, where we turned.... uphill.
Walpole. Lots of Hollyhocks here too.
I was feeling a bit jaded this afternoon, especially on the uphills in the heat. It was almost 30degrees. I screeched to a halt at one point in Bramfield at this crinkle cranckle wall! I was pleased that I KNEW there would be an unusual church just opposite, which you can easily miss.
Crinkle Crankle Wall in Bramfield.
It roof is thatched. Difficult to photograph up close.
John checked google whilst I photographed and there is a pub right next door! Woo hoo!
Easier to photograph the church from the pub garden!
We enjoyed a cuppa tea accompanied by THE most delicious chocolate brownie I've ever had.
It even came with a chocolate spoon. 😂
A few more miles, and back to Westleton, on what was a very hot afternoon.
Westleton church, just across the road from our pub/hotel.
We went back after our meal, when the light was lovely. (mobile phone shots)
A perfect end to a fabulous 4 days touring Suffolk. John enjoyed it too, but was missing his hit of climbing hills. There were enough for me! 😉
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