SUNDAY 2 SEPTEMBER BARN HILL
I was up early, before the others had roused, so went for a long walk. Very pleasant, in the early morning, before it got too hot.
I went as far as the northern rocky point. In all, I walked for about 90 minutes, with regular stops to look at things of interest – rock pools, shells, unusual shapes….
We just lazed around in the morning.
After lunch, M and John had a bowls session.
We could hear the station’s machinery bulldozing firebreaks in the distance. There was even more smoke.
There were a couple of campers near us, in a big, professionally fitted out full sized bus. One of those ones with all the bells and whistles. The lady was walking past and stopped to speak to me. She had recognized me. She worked in our local real estate agency, and her children had attended “my” school. They were taking a year out of their usual lives, to travel the country. There’s that small world thing again……..
Again, we walked on the beach in the later afternoon.
No one seemed fussed about the fires. I thought they must be more distant than it seemed from the smoke.