Saturday dawned fair and bright and SOH and I had a breakfast of Sausages and Bacon with cereals washed down with a coffee together with some fellow campers.
We met up with Sam Manicom, and I brought a folding wash bowl (very useful) and had a chat; he gave me a copy of Under Asian Skies - Thank you Sam and the inscription reads
To a friend who knows the value of two wheels and an open road
I am saving it as my book to take to France which scarily is just over a week away.
Saturday afternoon we decided to go on the organised walk to Broughton on the Heath, the temperatures were well up at this point in time and we anticipated a gentle stroll to the village followed by a refreshing drink at the local hostelry.
Afterwards we could laugh, but at the time it seems more like a route march and having arrived at the village green we eagerly looked around for a pub but this was a dry village.. so another 2 1/2 miles back to the campsite in the heat before we could assuage our thirst.
As we cooled down post the walk we noticed a lift of gliders in the skies above the campsite, although I have posted the photograph I took here, you won't see all the 16 aircraft until you click on it. lift = collective noun for a number of gliders flying the thermals.
Saturday night found us back in the Wellington, along with both new and old friends, for a steak and pint before we headed back to the campsite and the evening entertainment of the Yetties - who were really very good and had all of us singing along by the end of the night.