As always Susan was awake very early so by default so was I, a short walk round the clifftops then bike off for a little pedal along the coast road which is reasonably flat. It was a beautiful morning the sun was out with a slight breeze to hinder my progress but on the way back it would become a nice tail wind yeah right why does that never seem to happen?
On my return passing our original stop I saw two empty spaces so jumped on the pedal to get back before anyone else took them. I put my bike against the fence and jumped in the drivers seat.. telling Susan to hold tight I drove off without checking everything was secure, obviously it wasn’t so there was a little crashing and banging resulting in a broken cup but we had prime position on a tarmac hard standing looking straight out to sea. Securing this spot was worth a broken cup, thankfully the Gin and Rum survived.
We then set off into town along the beach with Susan’s metal detector trying to find our fortune, no joy not a thing found. The reason for going back to town was to watch the MOTOGP and have another beer or two. After a promising start Valentino slipped down to 4th but it was quite an entertaining race.
Back at the van I set up the fishing rod and trekked of round the rocky headland off to try my luck. I did actually manage to hook a Mackerel but as usual it managed to get off. I fished on for another half hour but not another touch.
Returned to the “Roving Hotel” watched a couple of episodes of the sopranos then sleep.
It s tiring doing not a lot all day.