Cambridgeshire is flat. Like, really really weirdly disconcertingly flat. I’d forgotten how flat (it’s a good few years since I’ve been to Cambridge and I’ve never been anywhere else in the county).
I was intrigued to read about the fens in my guidebook. Up till a couple of hundred years ago, the towns in the fens were pretty much islands surrounded by wetlands. It took an industrial-revolution draining project to create the eerily flat farmland that’s seen today.
On the one dry day of our week-long holiday, we visited Wicken Fen nature reserve which is a section of fen that’s being reverted to how it was hundreds of years ago – still managed by grazing and reed-cutting but not fully drained. There weren’t many people visiting and I really started to appreciate the landscape and its big sky. Unfortunately we couldn’t get round all the walking paths since we were lacking wellies but we managed a few miles. There’s a short accessible boardwalk and most of the other walks could be reached from one direction or another. There was a very enthusiastic chatty volunteer and some rather expensive ice-cream. Yes, I know, there are quite some clouds in some of the photos but it was the best day we had… should have been there this week!