Around Estela

Tuesday 9^th September

After breakfast and showers we got the bikes down and went for a ride to the local village. Very agricultural area, this. Lots of small scale farmers with their own fields producing cabbage, onion, lettuce, garlic etc. 

Rode down a long cobbled road – fun on the bikes – to get to the village. It was more of a small town really, had a big church.

We rode around for a while, went to the church. Found the beach and watched some men with long poles searching for something amongst the rocks. They didn’t seem to find anything. Further along the beach there was lots of seaweed spread out, then bundled up into heaps with plastic over it. We concluded that they must use it as fertiliser for the fields.

They sky was looking grey, so we went back to the camp, had lunch, and then went to the beach. There was a mist rolling in off the sea. Looked like a scene from ‘The Fog’. It was still warm though, and the sun kept trying to break through, so we spent a couple of hours there. I listened to a Raymond Chandler story on my phone.

The mist was getting worse, so we retired back to the van and rescued the washing. K hung it all up inside the van to finish airing. We could see the mist rolling across the camp.

My ear was no better so I decided to try the ‘warm olive oil’ treatment. Didn't have a noticeably beneficial effect, perhaps I need to do it more than once.

I filled the van with water again, by which time the sun was out a bit, so we sat outside and read for a while. Then I packed up the van, got the awning in and put the mat and chairs away, and rain was forecast. I didn’t have to really cook that evening – we had the chicken thing that I had prepared the evening before. We used the wifi again. We worked out where we were heading for next – a choice of three camps around Porto. The one below sounds the closest – it’s another ‘Orbitur’ one – a lot of them are it seems. It’s only about an hour away, even without using the toll motorway.