A bridge too far

I had an early trip down to Blakeney this morning.  Quite cold and dull, as my picture shows, and for the first time this year I wore my winter walking jacket and felt I could have done with gloves.  The tide was just going out having been quite high; the bridge in my shot normally takes you over a muddy creek to the farther depths of the marshes but I certainly wasn't crossing it this morning.  Good to be out in the fresh air and I was slightly disappointed that I'd already had breakfast when I saw the mobile cafe was in the car park selling bacon butties.