This is stage four of the Hit The North expedition.
I arrived in Whittlesey and stopped off at the Sunshine Cafe for a fortifying fry-up.
After a quick snoop around for books in the Sally Anne charity shop I headed westwards out of town. For a while I walked along Delph Dike…
…and passed by the intersection with Morton’s Leam. The Leam, which runs all the way to Peterborough, was first cut in the 1480s, the work was funded by the bishop of Ely, John Morton.
Gazing down the Leam was probably the highlight of the walk, everything afterwards was somewhat grey and dismal.
The path took me alongside the River Nene, unfortunately the path also runs alongside a busy road. The clouds were grey and turning to a threatening black towards Peterborough.
Eventually, after what seemed like miles and miles, I left the busy road and took a quiet paved path along the bank of the Nene.
I caught sight of Peterborough cathedral in the distance and watched a hawk hovering over a field but these sightings were not enough to lift my fast fading spirits.
Feeling fed-up and demoralised by the grey clouds, spitting rain and dull countryside I turned to my ‘smart’ phone and on YouTube found some swinging bop by Shelley Manne and his Men.
After a few minutes the tune had loaded and suddenly the greyness abated and was replaced by a rainbow of lush jazz sounds. Immediately my mood lifted, a smile appeared on my face, a tuneless whistle leapt from my lips and the world was good once more.
I finally began the walk into Peterborough.
The Peterborough waterfront is somewhat neglected, as if the town doesn’t really want it there at all, a shame really. A few neglected boats, piles and piles of bird crap, litter and stuff. Where’s the riverside cafe? The friendly pub? Nothing. Nada.
Leaving the river I headed towards the train station, stopping off at a charity shop along the way where I purchased a warm and furry ‘trappers’ hat for my winter walking, a bargain at £7.
On the train home I chatted to a five year old boy about Thomas the Tank engine.
This was not a particularly enjoyable walk, not helped by the horrible weather. The highlights were the fry-up in the Sunshine Cafe, Morton’s Leam, jazz on the Nene and the winter hat.
Now I’ve arrived at Peterborough the fenland stage of this heroic expedition is just about over and Lincolnshire beckons!
Next stop is Stamford.