You’d think with living at the mouth of the Yare (Yarmouth) I’d have enough of that river. But no. Early on 15th April, despite an unfavourable weather forecast, we catch the bus to Norwich and get off at the outskirts to walk a way along the River Yare.
Aren’t you glad cameras don’t capture smells!
Hope you’ve enjoyed our walk. By the time we get back to the bus route it’s 10 miles, the sun has come out and my feet are sore.
For Tuesday Treat I’ll show you the flowers seen on this walk. But before that, breaking habit, Monday I’m gonna treat you to birds!