Well around one of the smaller lakes anyway. Couple of swim stops; the water was a little fresh but warmer than the North Sea on Xmas day.
The route was surprisingly tough, a series of mierscourt roads (deceptively long uphill road in Rainham).
Along the way I visited a so called micro brewery. The beer was filthy. It looked like the brewer had literally made it himself.
At the micro brewery I bumped into a German girl and a Dutch couple from the the hostel. The German girl said that the British don't have a cuisine. A little controversial; like a sausage and a pile of cabbage counts. She didn't really an answer to that. Building international relations in what travelling is what is all about.