John was up early as usual and grabbed a few waves at first light. It wasn’t great, but he had it to himself till the grumpy locals turned up. And then the wind turned.
We spent the day around camp, but added in some sand dune action….
And some rock collecting……
There was much surf checking, some sun baking, and a walk out to the point. Fergus and John went in for a desperado surf at the end of the day, and that was it till sundowners.
Having followed your wonderful blog obsessively from an increasingly autumnal UK, I’m beginning to dread the idea of you actually getting home and the blog ending. That’s not just because it’s been the cheapest, most active holiday I’ve never had. Vicarious experience is great!
Your account of what you’ve done, Brid, with its splendid humour, vivid accounts and excellent photos, has been brilliant.
Well done all of you for being so enterprising and adventurous – and particularly to Fergus and Harry, who have been amazing and who will have learned a million times more than any school could ever teach them.
Thanks for all the pleasure you have given a remote and soggy corner of Devon.
Hi Graham, thanks for enjoying our trip with us! We are not quite home yet – there’s a bit more to come, but I don’t think it will quite as exciting as what we did in the last few months. We are already thinking about our next adventure. Bridget