Up earlyish, although there was no real need, and after showers and morning ablutions, it was out on the bikes for a little ride. Only, of course, anywhere from lake level has got to be up, and the steep hill into Portese was a shock to the system. Ten minutes in, and Annie’s bike showed signs of having a puncture in the rear tyre, so she had to return to camp, and I bravely sweated on. I rode to the Baie de Vento, where you can see the island of Garda, and took some piccies. I then rode on a bit further, and realised that flat roads aren’t flat, and my route was just a succession of ups and downs, so I headed back to Portese, and the Furious Café, where a coffee rejuvenated me.

Cycling a bit further, I noticed the back door to the campsite was open, so I weaved my way through the static caravans and mobile homes from various holiday companies.

Annie had gone to the pool, so I joined her, and we then came back for a spot of lunch.

After lunch was dossy, and we both read.

We went to the beach, and saw Ed and Julia again, and they asked us if we would be interested in trying a restaurant they’d just heard of, over the other side of the bay and up in the hills for our anniversary dinner. We thought about it for several nanoseconds, and said we would. So that’s tomorrow’s meal sorted.
Annie suggested that 5 days getting to Calais was maybe too long and could we stay here for two more nights. I went down to Reception and duly booked it, that’s twice we’ve extended the stay.

For our own dinner, we had grilled courgettes on the barbecue, and I had some sausages which we did afterwards. We had a nice evening.

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