Torreira

 Monday 06/09/21

Torreira beach

After the festival finished last night the campsite and the town drained as if someone had pulled the plug; it was fascinating to see the difference this morning.  That said, the circus and funfair across the road continued late into the night...

As planned we headed off on our bicycles to the southern end of the 'island' which turned out to be 34km of the most boring riding we have had for a long time.  The road is thankfully very flat but the scenery was quite monotonous, interrupted only occasionally by fishermen trying their luck in the lagoon.  

Aveira on the opposite bank at the mouth of the lagoon

Eel fishermen

This sandy beach continues for kilometres to the north

We were amazed at the precision of these rocks, some bigger than cars, all neatly packed
along the breakwater like a dry-stone wall.

The lagoon mouth was quite impressive and there were loads of fishermen along the breakwater and in boats, we think fishing for eel, which are caught locally.  The beach was spectacular, covered by young gulls and the sand stretches for miles.

In the afternoon the wind dropped and we had a lovely walk to our local Torreira beach.

We had to chuckle at this set-up: desperately keeping the sun and wind out, nowhere near the water.
He might as well have stayed home!

We are impressed with some of the permanent camps in the campsites, mostly based around caravans but with their own, solidly built tents around them.

A 'tent town'

Even this motor-homer is in on the act, wonder if we could get one for Bokkie?