We woke to a camp shrouded in mist this morning. A little spooky, but luckily there was not a sign of Heathcliffe anywhere. (He must still be up on the moors somewhere, I imagine).
The mist slowly disappeared to be replaced in the sky by a rainbow. According to Mr Google, who knows absolutely everything, seeing a rainbow is a sign of good luck. But not if you point at it. Hope this doesn’t mean that by aiming my “point and shoot” camera at this rainbow I will go from the good luck to the bad luck phase in life! Symbolic meaning of rainbows as a celestial bridge is in old Norse traditions - referred to as the Bifrost, which spanned into the world of the gods.
One by one, our caravan buddies arrived in camp. Bill and Val arrived mid afternoon and it was a good few minutes before the penny dropped – they were towing a brand new van! Another Leisureline too – Leisureline owners are taking over the club, it seems. They were kept busy with a steady stream of visitors checking out the new acquisition, and very nice it is too.
The obligatory 4zees took place then later a small group of us walked over to the Bowling Club for a very reasonably priced evening meal in the cafe. But we had to return back to camp quite smartly as the Argentina-All Blacks Rugby match was on TV. The blokes didn’t want to miss that!