Wet & Windy in Nirvana

We had dinner including quite a large quantity of beer with  friends of Catcha's on a wet and windy night. Catcha is a member of a Motorbike club for those who have done Alaska to Ushuaia, there seems to be members in most towns we pass through. The average age is probably 55 years or so. All nice people with a shared interest.

It was still wet and windy when we woke up. If I was Catcha and Adrian I would have postponed my departure by a day but, being more hardy than I, headed off in to the miserable weather.

It seems that the weather here is in sympathy with that in England although I am prepared to bet the rain is warmer here.There wasn't much for it but to use the gym, listen to music and read a lot.

I was worried it was going to wipe the smug look off my face but luckily it only lasted one day! Then it was back to a wonderful day including a walk along the beaches

 Here you are Millie, these waves should be big enough for you. The surfers have clever brackets on their push bikes to get their boards to the beach and there are so many shops with every type of surf board and skate board.

Obviously the locals don't come to the beach on week days, it is pretty clear those of us out here are the tourists!

And if you get bored of the beach (why would you?) there is a very nice park nearby. The only other thing of interest today was a haircut. Only the third of the tour which is about as many times as I have had my laundry done. I walked in to a Salon and, despite all the girls in there, I got the old gay guy! I am not too sure, as I can't see the back, but I think I have ended up with a Mullet. All I need now is a bushy moustache and I will look like a 1970's German Porn star (waist up obviously).

I suspect the days ahead will be made up of breakfast, gym, beach, lunch, beach, dinner. I will not do any more blogs from here unless that boring old routine is interrupted by something to make you even more envious!