Day 3

Jude slept the night in our Luton, and we discovered that every movement caused the motorhome to rock and roll. Neil and I must have just gotten used to it!
A slow start to the day with a lovely cooked breakfast, wrapped in blankets again as it was chilly. The day was clear and crisp and soon warmed up, requiring a change of clothes.
We decided to go for a walk over to the ocean side of Port Ohope as we had largely been quite lazy up to this point.
The beach was beautiful with a large expanse of white sand and cerulean blue water. Diesel had fun going on after sticks that were being thrown for him.
We made our way up to the point and back along the Harbour side, keeping well away from the oystercatchers and dotterels which call this beach their home. The sand was surprisingly loose and every step we were sinking up to our ankles. This made for a calf and ankle challenging trek! We were pretty tired by the time we got back to the camp site, but felt like we had exercised well.
No one really wanted to break the spell of our fantastic weekend, so we sat and enjoyed the sunshine. By the time we packed up and left, it was late afternoon, and we were all moderately sunburnt!
I don't think we have ever had a bad weekend in our motorhome, and having friends join us is very special. Looking forward to our next adventure!Okumaya devam et