Yahoo it’s not raining. This morning the tent was dry and it didn’t look like rain. I packed up as quick as I could and everything stowed away nice and dry.
Camping was 300 meters from the ferry and I was on time for my first ferry of the day. It was a half hour trip and there were only four vehicles on it 2 cars a lorry and a motorcycle.
I headed off and after a couple of minutes I saw big dark clouds. So I put on my wet suit. It didn’t rain but it was cold and windy. There is a bit of protection in the wet suit and it keeps you a bit warm.
I was looking for a particular site to visit. A hydroelectric station that is very modern and claims it is very beautiful. It’s very well hidden. I never found it. Not signposted at all at all. Having decided I’d missed it I call into another attraction. Petter Dass museum. He was a great poet I never heard of him. A beautiful modern literary museum. I was like a pig in a church. A philistine.
I asked the ladies behind the counter where was the power station and they took my guide book and found it on google maps. I had passed it. It was 30 minutes back the road I came up. So the next ferry wasn’t till 3 so I headed back. Unfortunately they didn’t return my guide book and when I reached the junction there was no sign and I had no book to help either. Anyway I chanced my arm and drove up a wonderful windy road for about 5k and there was a chap strimming. I ask where was the power station. No power station here. Do I decided I was not destined to find it.
I called back into the museum and picked up my guide book and said I could not find the power station. If I had the book I reckon I could have figured it out the second time.
I crossed this bridge 3 time. The last time it was blowing 13m.s.
Headed for the ferry and met Steve Simon & Rafael. We had a pleasant time. I learned shops close on Sunday so get provisions if you need them. Went to start the bike and the darn fuse for indicators was gone again. Must be an issue. I went to the shop and they had spade fuses. I bought some 10a ones and I would fix when I pull in for the night.
This ferry was an hour long. I fell asleep Steve woke me and in my haste I left my hat behind. My good “Hoggs of Fife” hat. I will miss that hat.
Got the next ferry after a short hop and we all got it too. The scenery is very much like the Western Islands off Scotland.
Off again and Steve & Simon find a camping site and I continue on to the next ferry 47k further up the road. I meet Raphael and we make the crossing. We stayed on deck with the bikes. There was a bit of movement and the bikes lurched a little. Raphael was going another 100k to catch the next ferry before bedding down. I had had enough and was going to bet the next road side one that came up.
Camping is very easy to find every hamlet has someone doing it. Cabins a popular. 2 bunk beds a cooker and table. Use the common toilets and showers. Good good family and small groups.
I got my camping and doing the fuse job I bought 10a instead of 15a. The owner of the camp site had 15a spaded fuses. Just the job. I suppose camper vans break down too.