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Lappland Trip - Day 30 - England


N 52.30912°, W 00.03218°


The ferry across the Channel was, as every single ferry journey on the trip has been, absolute pan flat. In just over 40 hours on six separate crossings we haven't experienced even one slight pitch, yaw or roll. We thank Neptune / settled high pressure for looking after us. The only downside of this trip was a thump of a return to contemporary British culture. All of the Baltic ferries we took had an air of calm and decorum: this ferry was in-your-face different. Screaming, seemingly completely unattended British children were absolutely everywhere, as were a good number of loud and strutting 'adults'. Ho hum!

Harwich looked pleasant in the evening sunshine and every bit as busy as the Hook of Holland. We marvelled for ages at the sheer size of the whole shipping industry and gazed wistfully at massive trans-global container ships. Though fraught with hassle, bureaucracy and the very real prospect of having everything swiped it's very, very tempting to ship the truck to destinations altogether new.

As we were being offloaded from the ferry we spotted a good looking German-registered overlanding truck driving off the boat just in front of us. The male and female occupants were kind enough to give us a big grin and wave. We hoped they found the UK a worthwhile visit.

Instead of just kipping near the port we decided to try to take a bit out of tomorrow's journey home and struck north. A pretty uneventful drive saw us to a place I know on the Cambridgeshire fens where we'll kip for the last time on this trip. 

Apart from it being a good camp, it's also not far away from Stibbington... which can only mean one thing.

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