SAINT-JEAN-DE-LUZ - FRANCE (NEAR SPAIN)
We enjoyed the afternoon yesterday so much that we all easily agreed the plan for today which was to return to wonderful Biarritz, with the five children and one adult Discoed in on the first trip, (seven seats available) and then returning to collect the Mums with them possibly using the opportunity to have a look around town sans children.
The plan ran like clockwork with Brian and me saying hi while passing in the shower block, first thing. All that was required was gentle encouragement, keeping spouses and children on track. I blame Brian as he is clearly leadership material and this was a wonderful opportunity for him to shine which would have embarrassed us into action. At one pm, it dawned on me that maybe we had deviated from the plan and it was time for a new plan. My suggestion that Mrs Royds and Mrs MacDonnald Disco to Biarritz unaccompanied was agreed, Mrs M unable to contain her grin at the prospect of the childless afternoon pretending to be grown-ups. By two Captain Audrey, First Mate Mary and the cabin boy were moored in the middle of the lake, scoffing lunch - Disco rolling out the gate with a cherry wave and the elder two kids off to the pool, now at twenty six degrees with the M families brand new masks to try.
Brian and I fed the camp laundry, rotated between pool and lake for awhile until I engaged Brian on the topic of his portable washing machine that Roman (7) had discovered the day before while fully exploring their Glamper and extensively briefed me on its design, merits and practical applications while scoffing his breakfast this morning. Thus stimulated I surfed the online reviews that were remarkably favourable.
We set the little machine up in our awning and I threw in a collection of towels and bits and I must say it is impressive, and quick.
The only radio telephone message from the lake all afternoon was from Captain Audrey to say that it was too hot out on the lake. Brian accepted responsibility, apologised and radioed back that he would turn the climate down immediately, on his phone, which satisfied the Captain.
As darkness fell the Mum's returned with shopping bags, the seafarers returned leaving a trail of sails, life jackets, provisions and boat scattered around half the lake and joined the swimmers, already ensconced in a video. Luckily the shore crew was more than happy to collect everything up, drag the boat right across the beach again, put the cover on and bring everything back though I must say my legs went a bit jelly dragging the boat across the soft sand with the little wheels digging in.
While the kids were finishing their videos in the Giantavan the Mums did a show and tell for the Dads in the Glamper and we were impressed by how much they had achieved while in town.
Another great day.
The only radio telephone message from the lake all afternoon was from Captain Audrey to say that it was too hot out on the lake. Brian accepted responsibility, apologised and radioed back that he would turn the climate down immediately, on his phone, which satisfied the Captain.
As darkness fell the Mum's returned with shopping bags, the seafarers returned leaving a trail of sails, life jackets, provisions and boat scattered around half the lake and joined the swimmers, already ensconced in a video. Luckily the shore crew was more than happy to collect everything up, drag the boat right across the beach again, put the cover on and bring everything back though I must say my legs went a bit jelly dragging the boat across the soft sand with the little wheels digging in.
While the kids were finishing their videos in the Giantavan the Mums did a show and tell for the Dads in the Glamper and we were impressed by how much they had achieved while in town.
Another great day.
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