The Waterfront Hotel
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... park which was empty and parked carefully. Jim went to buy tickets and I started to gather cameras and binoculars. I saw a man with a small mower come onto the grass verge around the parking area. He was about 30 yards away when suddenly there was a loud 'crack' like a gunshot. I jumped down and there, a few feet from the side door, was a Y shaped crack in Astrid's side! At that moment Jim returned as he had heard the loud noise and we both stood there horrified. A stone had shot ...
quite disappointingly, with rain. Quite miserable in fact. A change of plans
I drove from
Portpatrick, north into the town of Stranraer, a terminal for ferries to
Belfast. The Stranraer Museum is housed in the historic Old Town Hall, built in
1776. A small but fascinating display of the shire’s past, including one of Scotland’s
oldest ploughs, a look at Stranraer’s Polar explorers, ...
... which was lucky as we had slept in it meant less daylight for walking, we made excellent time. We walked through pines, farms, roads and over rivers. The weather was kind to us, providing some sunshine at times and light winds compared to yesterday. The ground was becoming quite boggy but wasn't too bad. We camped in a small patch of pines just next to a river off the road. Was a really nice night so we sat outside as long as we could cooking up a feast and drinking hot drinks ...
... James and I celebrated meeting up in Dubrovnik with a pizza and a swim in the Adriatic Ocean at our extortionate campsite (€20 a night!). James then had a series of comedy calamities that only James could have! Upon assembling his bike one pedal wouldn't screw on, but he eventually found a mechanic who managed it. On day 1 his pedal started clicking worryingly; a sign that something wasn't right. On day 2 his pedal fell off! His pedal had seized up ...
... coaches loaded up guests and carried us back to our respective accommodations. The only less than stellar moment of the night for me was when a drunken young guest who appeared to be well connected chose to sit down in the empty seat beside me as the coach was getting ready to depart ,and proceeded to fill me in on just how 'special’ he was, being in med school and all. Well maybe in his not so ...