Yesterday’s 35 mph winds were just meteorological muscle flexing; a little limbering up. Today we enjoyed wind more consistently high and gusting to 50+ mph with a staggering summer high of 11°C. Factor in the considerable wind chill together with…
Yesterday’s 35 mph winds were just meteorological muscle flexing; a little limbering up. Today we enjoyed wind more consistently high and gusting to 50+ mph with a staggering summer high of 11°C. Factor in the considerable wind chill together with…
For the last five days we’ve been staying at the Glenmore Forest campsite beside Loch Morlich. It’s a pleasant but rather odd campsite in that it feels like two different campsites or, at least, a campsite of two distinct parts.…
The longest day of the year and so it promised to be given the weather forecast: wall to wall rain between 09:00 and 18:00. Before it started, though, Francine went to the Loch side to play with her camera and…
We have a sunny day in the offing. Don’t get excited, it’s the only warm-ish sunny day in the foreseeable forecast. There are some sunny intervals forecast in a few days but the temperature is then due to top out…
How many times has this happened? We turn up to a new location in reasonably fine weather and look forward to our visit. Then morning dawns – well, almost – to the gentle drip of rain and cloud-laden skies, thus…
We awoke to a dawn chorus comprised largely of Rooks croaking away. Eventually, a Song Thrush joined in and added several more tuneful notes to the chorus. Our stop at Tebay was about 30 miles shy of our originally intended…
The start of Guillaume’s Grand Tour. Guillaume’s Grand Tour has been months in the planning. It was originally going to be a male bonding trip with just Franco and Guillaume. Francine had been intending to take her sister to see…
During our 2-night stay, we made a couple of visits into the town of Soria itself. Our first visit, or should I say our thirst visit, was when the clock struck beer o’clock during our investigation of the Riu Duero.…
With a very decent restaurant in our parador, at least last night we had no trouble finding a restaurant in Soria. Having walked back up the long, winding, steep boardwalk from the river below, we certainly weren’t going to go…
Soria, lying about three hours drive south of Bilbao, was our stopover en route to our homebound ferry. It is described as being in north-central Spain in the region known as Castille y Léon. Francine had become fascinated by the…
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