Believe me, you can attempt this walk without a map; you will not attempt this walk without the guide.
Anyway, back to Boston. The route outwards is not marked particularly well because Boston is a fairly large town with many people using its streets every day. You really have to follow your nose and veer southerly down the incredibly diverse streets. I saw this ‘monument’ on the outskirts as the River Witham starts to become The Haven. It tells of the site being that of the Crown & Anchor Tavern, home of one George Bass who discovered the Bass Straight.

Moving out, along The Haven, the general appearance looks pretty run-down and weather worn. The first way mark that I encountered was near a black sluice so I knew that I was on the right track. As you can see by the size of the boat below, The Haven is a fairly large stretch of water. It was here that I noted some large, black sea birds, (cormorants)? drying themselves on the tallest electrical pylons I had ever seen. I confess that I wasn’t totally impressed, particularly when walking past the attractively titled ‘Slippery Gowt’, a waste disposal site that teemed with plastic bags and all manner of discarded detritus.

Later on, as the flat-topped levee took control, the true meaning of fenland became apparent. It certainly feels like another planet! There is flat, there is flatter and then there is the Frampton Marsh! The picture on the left, on the next page, is what you can see directly in front of you for nearly five miles of plodding!