Having now survived two nights in Wee Margie moving everything
around inside her to better suit our needs we now have a system. This morning
whilst John enlightened the neighbours on all things campervan and travelling
Angela hired two cold blocks from the campsite shop to keep the cold bag cool.
Yesterday evening we put some bacon belonging to our coast path walking
neighbours in the bag as the evening was warm. It felt good to help them out,
and be part of their journey. Tonight they will be staying at the Youth Hostel
on Portland, we have thought about them during the course of the day.
Lunch packed in our rucksack we walked along the coast path to Ringstead Bay. Along the path we met a lady striding out. She stopped to chat. She enlightened us her husband had bad lungs and could only walk slowly; he was somewhere further down the path so we would probably pass him. She'd left instructions with him that if he fell over the cliff edge to text her!Ring
stead Bay is a pretty little hideaway with views across Weymouth Bay to
Portland. After a stop at the cafe we settled ourselves on the beach of
shifting pebbles and people watched. Some people are just not designed to wear
wetsuits. The afternoon passed by quickly as we warmed in the sun of a
beautiful May day. Ice cream anyone?
Whilst washing up this evening John spoke to our lady neighbour.
He told her we had a lovely campervan back at home. Why then were we effectively
sleeping in our car? It's all about kayaks. We can carry them on the roof of
Wee Margie, but not Large Marge. Is she looking down her nose at me? No Wee
Margie. Tell her I'm high mileage like you two. Charming!
John has been a little troubled in the bowel department these last
couple of days so tomorrow we will probably stay once again at Osmington. What
could be the cause? Wild Mushrooms anyone?
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