Where's Bertie? He's still in the beachside car park at Comillas.
Weather: Wall-to-wall sunshine. Warm this afternoon.
I couldn't believe it when I opened the blinds this morning to find that there was a motorhome parked next to us. Yes, once again the herding instinct had struck someone. Out of all of the 128 empty spaces in this 130-capacity car park, they had opted to park a space away from us. Clearly, by the fact that we didn't even know they were there until we opened the blinds, their spot selection caused amusement rather than ire*.
We were soon out for a run, me getting a slight headstart on Mick, who I left to lock up, having declared that I was going to be slow today, so he was probably best to run separately. A game of 'hare and hound' then ensued as I fought to see how long I could stay ahead of him. The best part of two and a half miles was the answer.
A ridiculous amount of the rest of the morning was spent in a state of indecision as to whether to stay here today and go for a walk westwards along the coast, or whether to move on. Mick finally came over all decisive and we stayed.
Thus, after lunch we headed off on foot, past the harbour, up some steps and onwards, past:
a huge monastery-looking set of buildings
a number of these net-on-a-wire contraptions, as we also saw a few days ago. The net clearly gets dropped down the wire into the water, and is hauled back up in the hope that it has caught something. We have no idea what they are targetting, but the position of where the wires ended in the sea told us that the tide has to be high in order for them to be used.
a band of cormorants on a rock - and a nice view along theWelsh coast.
technically we didn't pass this, as it was the view from the furthest point of our circuit. The route I had downloaded appeared to go straight through someone's garden at this point. We baulked at that, backtracked and went around a different way.
an early lamb!
Finally, we came past the back of the monastery-looking building, seeing from close quarters that one of the massive buildings is in an abandoned state of disrepair. The other building looks to still be in use, but even a section of that is an empty shell shored up with steels - I would guess as a result of a fire.
(*We are in a public car park and I do acknowledge that they have every right to park next to us. I just can't understand why people do it, unless it's a question of view or flatness - neither of which are considerations here.)
Weather: Wall-to-wall sunshine. Warm this afternoon.
I couldn't believe it when I opened the blinds this morning to find that there was a motorhome parked next to us. Yes, once again the herding instinct had struck someone. Out of all of the 128 empty spaces in this 130-capacity car park, they had opted to park a space away from us. Clearly, by the fact that we didn't even know they were there until we opened the blinds, their spot selection caused amusement rather than ire*.
We were soon out for a run, me getting a slight headstart on Mick, who I left to lock up, having declared that I was going to be slow today, so he was probably best to run separately. A game of 'hare and hound' then ensued as I fought to see how long I could stay ahead of him. The best part of two and a half miles was the answer.
A ridiculous amount of the rest of the morning was spent in a state of indecision as to whether to stay here today and go for a walk westwards along the coast, or whether to move on. Mick finally came over all decisive and we stayed.
Thus, after lunch we headed off on foot, past the harbour, up some steps and onwards, past:
a huge monastery-looking set of buildings
a number of these net-on-a-wire contraptions, as we also saw a few days ago. The net clearly gets dropped down the wire into the water, and is hauled back up in the hope that it has caught something. We have no idea what they are targetting, but the position of where the wires ended in the sea told us that the tide has to be high in order for them to be used.
a band of cormorants on a rock - and a nice view along the
technically we didn't pass this, as it was the view from the furthest point of our circuit. The route I had downloaded appeared to go straight through someone's garden at this point. We baulked at that, backtracked and went around a different way.
an early lamb!
Finally, we came past the back of the monastery-looking building, seeing from close quarters that one of the massive buildings is in an abandoned state of disrepair. The other building looks to still be in use, but even a section of that is an empty shell shored up with steels - I would guess as a result of a fire.
(*We are in a public car park and I do acknowledge that they have every right to park next to us. I just can't understand why people do it, unless it's a question of view or flatness - neither of which are considerations here.)
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