Day 316 Rochester to Northfleet. What a difference a day makes. Rochester looked grumpy in the low cloud and drizzle and I was rapidly blown across the Medway to Strood. The showers and wind meant it was head down road walking for long periods. My well weatherd cap was packed away safely in my rucksack and at times, I wished I was in there too.
Gravesend was another nostalgia trip for me. Oddly enough, my memories of taking the Tilbury to Gravesend ferry back in the 70’s, are also in wet and windy conditions. Looking over the Thames to my county of birth was a weird experience as was seeing a basketball court full of pigeons.
Then came signs for Pocahontas statue?? I vaguely remembered the link with Gravesend but had to go i to the town to take a look.
Northfleet will have to wait till tomorrow. Maybe there will be tennis court full of seagulls and a Shrek statue. You never know with this walk.