This year's autumn leg brought with it the customary mixed weather reports, which was not really surprising given that it was now October, and no sane person would be considering a camping trip in the wilds of Lincolnshire.
Not to be deterred, Steve and I met up in London town once more, and caught the King's Lynn train from King's Cross. Passing through the dead flat countryside of the Fens, those weather reports were looking ever more accurate, and and our spirits were not lifted by a torrential rainstorm we passed through somewhere near Ely.
Before long our journey was at an end, and we emerged into a far wetter King's Lynn than we had left earlier in the summer.
Go to Day 1 (King's Lynn to Holbeach St Mark's)