Oh we do like to be beside ourselves at the seaside

To Saltfleet on Sunday, for another joint amble with LWG, who turned up in impressive numbers for a short walk really - but the sun was shining and we're heading for the beach, after all.  At least, were heading for the beach once we'd escaped the trailer park labyrinth, navigated the fen dykes, sashayed past over-inquisitive cows, leapt over many a WW2 pill-box and steered clear of the quicksand.  It was worth it for that view though - and the chance to quaffle a jar of Blonde Witch at the end, of course!

Lincolnshire, Leicestershire and Rutland combined walking groups, as viewed by sand-worm