28 March (0900-1530)
Distance: 14.5 miles (Tot: 161.5) (Boston to Tattershall)
Weather: high cloud, sunny intervals, warm
It was another misty start to the day, but it was burning off nicely by the time this first photo was taken. When, at this point in the morning, I finally turned around and looked at where we had come from, I wished I had turned earlier. The tower of the church was once again striking, being so huge and so nicely placed in line with the waterway.
The waterway is the River Witham, but being contained between man-made banks, running in straight lines and having no appreciable flow, it has the appearance of a large canal more than a river. Indeed, it even featured narrow boats, as well as cabin cruisers. This craft looked like it had seen better days…
With the mirror-calm surface and the mainly-blue skies, it all looked very pretty.
We headed away from the river and into Tattershall, where I was torn as to whether it was worth a whistle-stop tour of the castle (doesn’t it look fantastic?), or whether my time was going to be better spent laundering our clothes. Alas, the mundane chores won the toss and so we headed straight to the campsite, but we really must return to visit the castle.
Actually, we didn’t quite go directly to the campsite, as we paused for an ice-cream on the way, but I was so busy eating the ice-cream that I didn’t take the trouble to photograph either the kitten who wanted to be my best friend, nor the iguana sitting on the shoulder of the girl on the bench opposite.
The original blog post for the day can be found here.