Of course, another major feature of this walk is the beginning. There is a lovely cafe, called The End Of The Line, where we eat and drink before making our way towards Yarmouth.
We were a bit early last Sunday, so there were quite a few empty chairs, soon to fill up with Sunday Lunchers.
There are old photos of trains, the station which stood where the cafe is now, and the estuary. This tinted old photo shows the Causeway, the low bridge across the tidal water. I tried to take a photo in the same place, but I should have gone a bit closer I think.
When we got home, I noticed snowdrops I planted on Max's grave last summer had finally emerged. I bought them from a garden centre in Leicestershire last time I stayed with my parents. They have unusual, green marks on their middle petals, not showing on the photo.
Finally, isn't it nice when a cat actually likes to play with a toy you've bought it? This is called a Kicker. It is filled with catnip, and just the right size for a boisterous cat like Whiskers to grab it, bite it and kick it all at the same time. Add to the fun by providing a small box, and which one does he choose? Both!