Monday was a bit gloomy after the previous 2 days so we had a nice lazy start and I walked the dogs before a pleasant lunch at the 5 Miles pub - mains and a pud for £7.50. Plenty of choice and quite pleasant for the money so, with a belly full of apple crumble and custard, we pulled pins.
But no - this was what met me on the other side - big, big, skies
At the end of that long straight, by the trees, it started to twist and turn
I even found a house or two
With Pampas grasses blocking off their view of the Lode
Then I found a bus graveyard - despite the sad state of them, they still looked quite cheerful due to the bright paintwork
Perfect Kingfisher territory but, sadly, there was no-one home
a typical flat Lode bridge purely for farm traffic
After nearly 2 hours I passed a footpath sign on the bank - Soham village and 'Lode end' was still 2 1/2 miles away. Another 5 miles plus at least another hour (downstream on the Lode; upstream on the Ouse) was just not feasible so, reluctantly, I turned and headed back - I still had the dogs to walk as well. Another time
back passed Kingfisher branch - still no-one home
and then, as I approached the bridge 'ole a little fish jumped, followed by a Pike - I just caught the turmoil in the water that the Pike's presence caused
These guys must have been on the bank somewhere when I came up - it's amazing how they ignore you when you're down at their level. None of the usual hissing even when they have young
If you had started from the top end you'ld think you'd reached a dead end
but round to my left is the exit - I wouldn't half be stuffed if someone had come and closed the gates - perhaps I should have blue-tacked a sign on, 'please stay open, back at 5.00pm'
and back onto the vast River Gt Ouse - a big push to the left and I'm back to MR