'I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.' Moby Dick by Herman Melville.
As much as I enjoyed my day off in Norwich it was time to head off into unknown waters with the benefit to me of fresh legs and to the benefit of others freshly laundered kit. I know I have possibly over-reached myself on this tour with longer days imprecisely measured.
One of Norwich's famous streets.
Back to the familiar leafy country lanes.
Any excuse for a break.
Most of the Rebellion Way is on macadam, with or without tar. This ford is deep in places and the ground comprises soft sand and gravel so it was with some relief that I made it across without going for a swim; low gear, commit to the crossing, and 'go to it laughing' is the way to go.
The town of Diss is a popular stop for tourists.
If today looks low on photos then this is because I missed opportunities as I endeavoured to cover the distance which was 94km (58 miles). I belatedly find out how to accurately calculate distances between my overnight stops in my navigation tool and see the third day of the Rebellion Way is just too long so some re-planning may be in order.
