Thursday 25th September
Woke up at eight,
up by quarter past. It was a lovely morning, with blue skies and no wind. I got
the wifi going on the computer, found nothing of real interest whilst drinking
my coffee, and so went for a shower. Came back and washed the towels. They seem
likely to dry on a day like today.
We decide to go to
the beach this morning, as it’s such a good day. We pack a few things and head
off. The sun is warm. We set up and go to explore the rock pools that have been
exposed by the falling tide. Lots and lots of hermit crabs, all scrabbling
about. A few darting fish. We come across something on the sand between rock
pools, covered in flies. It looks like a large slug – about 15cm across, and
moving as a slug or snail would move its head – but obviously damaged. Parts of
its insides are exposed. The flies are everywhere. I go to find something to
put it back in the water with. I find a plastic pole thing and manage to roll
the creature into a close by pool with a largish rock in it. It moves beneath
the rock, looking for shadow I suppose. At least it is free of the flies now.
(Addendum to this - I looked up about what this this could be when I returned to the UK, and believe that it could have been what is commonly known as a 'Sea Hare').
(Addendum to this - I looked up about what this this could be when I returned to the UK, and believe that it could have been what is commonly known as a 'Sea Hare').
We walk about and
collect driftwood. I find some more plastic poles and collect them to take back
to dispose of. We return to our spot on the beach and sunbathe for a few hours.
I listen to ‘The Maltese Falcon’. After a while I go and take some pictures, and
then we have Orangina and some cakes, before sunbathing again.
Back to the van for
lunch about two thirty, and then off on the bikes to Saint Martin . Cycle track all the way – so that’s good. We get to the
town and ride about, remembering the last time we were there. A double boule of
artisanal ice cream goes down well, some pictures of donkeys, and it’s time for
the return journey. After putting the bikes away we sit in the sun with drinks
and snacks enjoying the dying rays.
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