Best bits: meeting lots of interesting people
Worst bits: falling flat on my face
Distance: 16.7 miles
After a good breakfast it was a very quick trip to the start this morning at Walcott. The weather forecast was for quite strong winds and cool temperatures and so I was dressed accordingly. 
The Norfolk Coastal Path meandered around the cliff tops, but at one point I had to drop down onto the seashore because the coastal path had eroded. Walking along the beach, the gasworks were hard to spot as they were up on the cliffs. It was only the odd click and bang that gave away their location.
The sky was dark and foreboding but the sea was reasonably calm. The temperature soon rose and I had to strip off a few layers.
The beach was virtually deserted, just the occasional jogger or dog walker
I took care to do my shoulder exercises regularly today because the posture police (Lynn) had already mentioned it this morning.
The sign for the Norfolk Coast path took me on the higher route until a point where that path was disappearing and I had to slide myself carefully down the sand dune onto the shore. Then I walked along the shore passing a huge heart shape which was beautiful and made my own heart sing.
The Beach Hut Café at Mundesley was ideally located for a tea stop and Lynn and Harb joined me. The lovely staff gave a generous donation and I managed to persuade a couple of them to get in a photo.
Leaving Mundesley included a bit of road walking and diversion through and round caravan parks. I was glad I had swapped my normal jacket for my hi viz one.
Fortunately, there was a track beside the busy main road. Unfortunately I disturbed a little deer that was just minding its own business and it shot off through the hedgerow.
After more road walking I soon was back out onto the cliff tops. The cliffs here are badly eroded with only grass holding them up. There were many recent landslides including this one where the path was marked by a rope only a short time before!
There were few people on the path today but I did bump into Ian and Cathy from Rutland. We had a chat about reservoirs in Rutland and the announcement today from the government to build two new ones in the south.
The promenade at Overstrand was closed due to a landslip, another reminder of coastal erosion and its impact. There were however a lot of brave souls in the sea just here. I walked up to the car park where Lynn and Harb were waiting with lunch ready.
The signpost indicated that it was only 2 miles to Cromer pier. I asked Lynn and Harb if either of them fancied the walk. Lynn volunteered to join me but first she needed to tie up her hair with some strange contraption which Harb and I made fun of!
Lynn was very smug as only after only a few minutes on the beach my cap blew off and over the groyns and she kindly retrieved it for me.
We walked to Cromer along the beach where the wind was strong but warm.
We made good time and met Harb at their van on the cliff tops car park. We had a cuppa before I set off again and they went to collect Priscilla.
Harry and Rich were from Darlo (Darlington) and were walking in the opposite direction to me. They knew Spenny and Great Ayton and had friends in both places. We spoke about the lack of hills in Norfolk and how after walking on so much flat coastline and the many F*estuaries over the last few weeks I was craving a hill. They had just been over Beeston Bump and I was just about to and was looking forward to it.
The signage was a bit confusing and so I asked lovely Martin at the car park for directions. We had a great chat about what I am doing and how helping even one person is a great thing.
So onwards to Beeston Bump. I was so excited at the thought of racing up the steps that I missed the first one and fell flat on my face! So much for racing.
I then proceeded to walk up the steps to the trig point which is only 63m! At the top are the remains of the Beeston Hill Y Station (short for wireless) used during World War II to intercept radio signals from German E-boats.
Then it was down into Sheringham, a busy little seaside town. I was looking forward to an ice cream but Lynn and Harb had arrived before me and were ready to depart. Just as we were leaving the car park the steam train arrived at the station so we slowed down to see it.
Finally after a couple of diversions we arrived at our campsite for the next couple of days. We have electric hook up but no toilets or showers. Oh well it’s a step up from Asda car parks or lay-bys.
Lynn didn’t disappoint for dinner with mains and deserts again. Harb and I tracked the military aircraft flying overhead. Then it was an early night for all of us.
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