After reaching Mildenhall I got a bit muddy running along the river path to West Row and was eager to get back to Isleham for a well deserved beer when the Jude’s Ferry appeared before me as if to ask, “why wait?”
The sun was trying to appear from behing the clouds but it was still cold and damp and the fireplace was a welcome relief to the riverside chill. This village is close to Mildenhall and Lakenheath, two RAF bases that are mostly manned by US Air Force personnel so my American accent hardly even registered with the local barkeep or the Zimbabwean medical contractor.
We had a lively chat about internet service providers and they made some useful trail suggestions and as soon as I finished my Coyote I was on my way again, energised and eager to finish the run.
