It had been
a late night watching Glastonbury so when this birthday boy opened the
Motorhome doors he was shocked to find about a dozen English campers stood
outside singing happy birthday. What was even more shocking was from the group
a young beautiful woman emerged wearing only the scantiest of bikini bottoms,
her voluptuous bosom obscured by a bottle of vintage champagne. As she came
close she asked me how old I was and I very nervously replied 67. She then
refused to accept this stating that I was a perfect specimen who had the body
of a 27yr old. She then moved close to kiss me , handing me the booze. At this
point my pulse rate began to soar and I could feel my legs turn to jelly. Then
I woke up to hear a snoring Barbara quickly grunt “Happy Birthday” before
quickly returning to her snoring. As I moved out of the boudoir I could swear
that her snoring began to take on the melody of Happy Birthday…..How Sweet.
We left Pors
Peron early just after 8am. It was only a 90 mile trip but it was a trip of
many minor roads and I knew that the next site was closed for 3 hours after
12:30. If I said that the journey made me feel like we were going around in
circles then it was, because we were, all 72 roundabouts, but we got there
eventually. On arrival at Camping du Port on the Pink Granite Coast I again had
that uncertain feeling, was it up to our expectations. However Barb went to the
reception and booked in, they gave us a pitch with a sea view, in fact that’s
an understatement as the waters edge was about 20 metres from the van. The tide
was out and the rocks, little coves and islands were all exposed. I
couldn’t say that the rocks and the sand
were pink but they did have some sort of pinkish cast to them. To get the full
benefits of this magnificent stretch of coast you have to walk it so we set off
with temps about 27c and walked for nearly 2 hours on a circular route. Sheer
bliss a fab coastal path.
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| Pitch at Camping du Port |
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| Pink Granite Coast |
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| One rock looks like a head, one further back an emerging shark. |
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