Tuesday, 23 July 2024

Poole


Before returning to Poole we drove into Lymington for lunch. This would probably be our last visit until the autumn to this area.



Mid afternoon we left, we couldn't put off our return home any longer. An evening walk down to Poole Quay, and it felt almost as if we had never been away.






Our whole trip has been a celebration of flora, fauna, wildlife, and the great British weather! As Angela types this last blog of our Scotland trip it is raining. Muddy Marge has served us well over the last ten and a half weeks, only stumbling a couple of times. We have met some great people, witnessed some stunning vistas, tested our resolve with the unrelenting wind, rain and cold. But we're stronger for all our experiences. Back home, our back garden looked like a jungle, and post was piled high in our hallway. There's the reality of returning home. Tomorrow Angela will pay the credit card bill. How much? 
For anyone whose interested here are some facts and statistics: The mileage driven was 3479. In Scotland we made twenty two ferry crossings at a total cost of £555.15. Marge's fuel bill was £835.75. We stayed on only nine campsites. We consumed approximately 160 eggs. Ate around 100 bananas, 150 satsumas and 70 portions of porridge. Used around 80 packets of baby wipes, ( sorry babies of Scotland if we and all the other campers left you short). All in all we feel our adventure was good value for money.
It feels strange to be home, and not spending our time in the great outdoors each day. So Angela's booked a couple a nights on an adult campsite near Weymouth for two nights next week for John's birthday. You up for it Marge?

Below is a summary of our 2024 trip to Scotland, just CLICK on the date and place or photo to open any particular date or place.

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Monday, 22 July 2024

Brockenhurst, New Forest (Day 2)

Of course we're still at Brockenhurst, not quite ready to return home yet. After a damp start the morning blossomed and the day warmed. Summer at last. Angela took a walk down to Brockenhurst village to purchase venison burgers from the butchers. Planning ahead she bought two extra to freeze at home ready for our next outing in Marge. We feel it won't be too far away.


Upon her return to the campsite she smiled at the sight of a large herd of cows invading the cricket pitch. Someone will have fun clearing up after them before the next match. The sight of these large bovines also made her realise that our whole time away has been spent in and around nature.



Flora, fauna and wildlife. We've loved all and every minute of it. Returning tomorrow to the large town we live in will be difficult. Fingers crossed our house there will soon sell. We've just received news from the agent that we have a viewing on Friday. We are forever hopeful of a positive outcome. Eighty people left the campsite this morning, and only twenty are due in today, which will be nice. Spending the last night of our trip here has given us a chance to reset. As we enjoy the afternoon sunshine and look forward to our barbecue this evening we think of the Dutch cycle tourists we spoke to yesterday evening. They should have arrived in Salisbury by now. We wish them a safe and enjoyable journey to their destination York.