Driving to the coast took us into a different landscape, flat farm fields with large drainage ditches which have drained the marshes to provide for agricultural farms. This area, 100's of years ago would be the marsh where the Saxon King Hereward marched his men to avoid the Vikings who were pursuing him. Today we see broad expansive fields of Rape seed, Potatoes, and Strawberries. The lack of hedgerows provides broader views of the fields.
We pass a field of Sheep who have been released in a field to clear a crop of something
that looks like Kale or Cabbage.
We arrive at an estuary from the coast at the Frieston Preserve. We decide not to travel the extra half hour to the Ticthwell Conservation area because the fog and haze is just too strong.
The Frieston Preserve did not disappoint as I was able to capture a few photos of birds and waterfowl, some species of whom I have never seen. While I was standing at the hedge photographing a little boy came up to me and said, "excuse me Sir, are you Rich?" I had to laugh as his father probably commented.."That's an expensive camera"...its really not, there's better! I do feel rich as the weather is relatively good and I'm enjoying the trip with my partner best friend at my side
Greylag Goose
Brent Goose
Mallards with beautiful Blue heads
After my allotted hour at the preserve we head off on a leisurely drive to our next destination, Tattershall Castle. On the way we drive through the small town of Boston, no doubt the namesake of our capital city of Massachusetts. In the town we pass a beautiful old windmill nestled amongst the village cottages. We can't find a good place to park so we carry on.
We arrive at Tattershall Castle and find that there is an adjoining old church on the site also. We explore both of these sites however there is not much historical interest associated with them so we feel a bit disappointed.
While taking a rest on a bench Julie and I are treated to a low flying F16 fighter jet taking loop de loops in the sky. It is a pity it is such a cloudy day as the fighter jet went in and out of the cloud cover. We are in an area with several air bases so apparently this is a common occurrence.
As we reach the end of the day we head back to our cottage and toss some wood in the stove for a cozy fire and another dose of British TV.
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