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A steamy and sultry wander back towards Wivenhoe early on Monday morning - don’t ask - perfect for capturing the midsummer haze, just as it was starting to settle along the muddy banks of the Colne.

This short stretch continues to amaze me each morning. Having commuted (of sorts) along the Trail for almost nine months, a day doesn’t go by when I fail to notice something new.

Nature has a remarkable way of uprooting and surpassing all that has grown before. This process is accelerated especially around this wonderful midsummer time of the year.

Yeah - I’m turning into an old hippy.

It can’t be long before I put on the wetsuit and forsake the morning indoor swim for a muddy Colne dip. I keep on picking up advice - some sound, some just plain silly.

Just Do It, Jase.

The slideshow above serves as the companion piece to accompany my bicycle ride up the Trail towards the Hythe. Cycling / walking / swimming along the North Essex estuary wilds - THIS is exactly why we moved out to these parts.

Perfect.

Full flickr set over here.