I escape from the city sprawl to the seaside.For the first 2-3 hours of today, I had to negotiate my way out of Bridgewater and make my way for 8 miles along the A38, a lot of which was dual carriageway.

Before the M5 motorway was built, this used to be the main route down to the south-west. A lot of the traffic on this road was making its way to and from the motorway.By the time I turned off this road, I was feeling quite high octane. You could have put a match to me and used me as a flame thrower.

I was glad to walk into Burnham-on-Sea and breathe some sea air back into my lungs. Burnham claims to have the shortest pier in Britain.

I follow the coast towards Brean, again popular with caravans and chalets, but have to make my way inland again to get over the River Axe.

It seems to take ages before I finally arrive at Weston-Super-Mare and have a nice long walk along the front to the centre.

It had been a long day and I was feeling a bit grotty after all that roadside walking today. It was getting late and I needed to get cleaned up and hadn’t eaten.  I have to thank Andy who I mentioned yesterday who walked in with a big round of real cheddar cheese with some artisan bread and Wendy, another hosteler who bought some wine and crackers and shared it all with me. It was just what I needed to wind down and enjoy their company. All I can say is big thanks, it was a great pick-me-up.