We decided to take a drive to the boat this time mainly due to the fact that we'd bought an electric outboard and the battery meant we couldn't fly it over - great excuse for a road trip!
Portsmouth - Le Havre and then down through France, stopped at Rouen to see Neil and Yvonne before heading on south, eventually stopping at Barjac to see Graham and Brigid at their Gite. After that we swung west heading for Spain and eventually Alicante and the boat. We arrived in Alicante to biblical rains - with severe flooding along the coast.
Last walk before we got on the ferry for Le Have
Rouen town centre
Graham, Brigid and Dave
Last swim at the Gite before we left for Spain.
Boy, did it rain!
And lightning striking the castle.
Walking holiday - our 10th Trip and a return to Mallorca. I flew there from Alicante to meet up with the boys - fabulous weather and it was good to do some old and some new walks from Soller.
View from the hotel - not bad eh!
They never grow up.
High mountains in the north of Mallorca
Soller town centre tram joining the town to the port.
Our last walk to the top of the second highest mountain in Mallorca - we can't do the highest as its a military area
Motley crew
Carole came to Mallorca for a week after the boys left. We did some of the walks and also spent a few days exploring Palma before flying back to Alicante.
Nice hotel in Palma!
We did a walk from Soller to Cala Torrent, good one way walk with a ferry trip back, beautiful, isolated and peaceful valley
Weird bull shaped olive tree
waiting for the ferry
The next walk was around Soller to the port, good lunch where we were bizarrely serenaded by a group that was motoring around the harbour.
Very picturesque Mallorca
Carole's hero! But a bit of a strange "museum"
Spanish farm accommodation with a picnic on the terrace.
Rest and recuperation on the boat with a few days gentle sailing and generally chilling out.
Wild flowers on Tabarca
Last cockpit party before we head off - on Alan and Pauline's new power boat.
Teruin - lovely old Spanish town close to the Pyrenees
Heading north we fell across Azay-le-Rideau by accident, twinned with Croston - lovely old town with a picture perfect chateau.
Croston's old telephone box now used as a book swap in Azay's town square.
Finally we had to get to Le Havre but couldn't resist a pitstop in Honfleur
Last oysters before the ferry at a harbourside restaurant in Honfleur
Back in time to help GM sort out her house purchase in Durham and start to sort out her bungalow in Croston. The loft contained many, many, varied and unusual items; as well as two cases of toilet rolls...