We decided to go for a long walk in the estuary this morning, and happened to pick the coldest morning for it! It was only about 2 degrees with an icy wind blowing off the interior. We were bundled up quite well but both decided not to take gloves which was a mistake. There was nowhere to shelter from the wind on the footpath through the tidal area and we nearly froze.
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| Early birds |
Our walk eventually took us all the way to Ayamonte, a port village on the Rio Guardiano, bordering with Portugal. It's a pretty town, and there was a marathon on so we watched the front-runners on our way back.
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| The bridge to Portugal |
Our total walk was around 18 km, so we were both definitely feeling our ages by the time we got back - but at least it had warmed up by then.
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| The road back seemed never-ending at stages
We're planning a quieter day tomorrow but knowing us...
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