|The bridge to the Isles|
|Linda booking us in.|
It was a fine sunny afternoon, we sat in the sun, well Linda did, I went and had an afternoon nap. We then had a look around the campsite, it was all very well equipped, with all mod cons, alas as today was a public holiday, the pub and restaurant was closed, though all the BBQs were in full swing and the locals were having a great time.
We even met Anna a Belorussian from Minsk, she had been married to a Swede and spoke about six languages, she was also dressed in national costume and was there with her daughter enjoying herself.
We sat and chatted for a while then it was time for a bite of supper, we had the remains of the meatballs, spareribs and added some fresh pasta and what with a G&T and a glass of Pink.
Above the inlet a Red Kite (Merlan) was hunting all the time being mobbed by Fieldfares
We returned back to Vaasa and filled up with diesel as we had heard that it was more expensive in Sweden. The weather had turned inclement, in fact bloody miserable so it was back to the campsite, watched a bit of TV and opened a tin of Lentil soup sliced some Wieners into it and enjoyed life (a pink was in order). We hit the sack early as there was an interesting archaeological programme on TV; it was about the discovery of a submerged village in the Fens of East Anglia, very interesting indeed. One of the lead diggers was Phil Prior who was also a lead producer on Time Team.