23rd September we jump on a bus to Lowestoft. Excellently timed for as we arrive at the bus station the bus we need is there. We’re heading to Kessingland to walk back to Lowestoft by beach. This is new country to me, I’ve never even seen this beach. I don’t know what to expect.
Kessingland is such a civilised resort: the council provides safe footage down to the shore
where we are blinded by the light
Ah! So there’s the sea!
The beach is stony. Perhaps we’ll keep to the dunes…
This seems to be drain-fed from the cliffs. Several feeder streams cross the dunes, their track marked by glasswort, sedge and reeds
Erosion is constant
This brings us to Pakefield. The cliffs continue as far as Lowestoft but the nature of the beach changes. Next week…