Pre-flight

Passport, check
Insurance, check
Ferry ticket, check
Wing and a prayer, check
France here I come.

There Will Be Blood

 And there was... head full of Whiskey in an attempt to combat a nasty cold, I was just chopping some wood for the fire when the axe slipped and bit deeply into my hand. Oh well, it's not like I work with my hands or anything. I cleaned the wound with whiskey and bound it with a field dressing and it's now mostly healed- notes to self- stay away from the pointy end, don't chop stuff when you're drunk, etc.

 A few bikes we saw on our travels while we slummed it in our new van. The Scottish Islands are perfect for a leisurely bike trip. I might start planning one for myself soon.

 

 It's quite unbelievable that we have such perfect and uninhabited beaches like this, shame I was suffering from a nasty cold. There's even one that you can land an aeroplane on.

Holiday over, now where did I put that map of France?