1. I want to touch a bullrush – an almost compulsive desire – but they’re too far into the lake on the other side of the bank. Next time.
1b. Good smoky bacon.
1c. A bow-wow: the same springer we saw in Acle yesterday is still super excited about being on a boat.
2. The river Ant seemed so wide the other day but after being on the Bure and the Thurne, it feels narrow and hemmed in. It’s still beautiful though.
2b. There’s more at Ludham Bridge than we thought there would be. We have warm scones with clotted cream at the cafe and I pick up some ideas from the art shop: raku birds and animals, and bold acrylic paintings on burlap sacking.
2c. The Hall and tower at How Hill from the opposite direction: it looks majestic on the hill.
3. We spot some people wild mooring – using trees rather than rhond anchors. We’re tempted by spots close to Irstead but crack on, thinking we can turn around if needs be – then find the perfect spot just at the edge of Barton Broad: wooded banks opening out on the lake – just beautiful.
3b. I walk as far as I can along the marshy bank. There is a surprisingly number of seashells on the river bank. I collect some to show John.
3c. The binoculars often make me laugh when I realise how far away I’m looking.
3d. Tetris-style packing up.
3e. The sun comes out when I step outside. A solo rower glides from the wide broad into the river. Thanks to a mirror on a stick on his bow, he can position himself impressively perfectly in the middle of the water.
3f. The people mudweighting in the broad move on and our view becomes boat free – human free – again.
3g. Lots of little fish jumping up at duck. I spot five or six at once.