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Saturday morning was sunny.
There had been no bad rain for a few days.
I leapt out of bed and headed off to Quinta Majay (my little piece of land in Central Portugal.)
Down the sloping track through the woods and onto my little piece of heaven.
A great day... but that night... down came the rain and rain and rain...
Inspection this morning showed some muddy bits on the track so I spent quite some time spreading buckets full of stones and rocks excavated from the land on the worst bits.
Just as it was time to leave the heavens opened up again.
Go for it I said to myself and off up the slope I went... the track repairs worked well and I was nearly (very, very nearly) at the top when the wheels spun and I got stuck. (I hadn't got to "stoning" the last bit... I thought it looked ok)
Various phone calls and visits from my "support group" have failed to get the Wagon to the top of the slope so help has been summoned from the local garage. True to this part of Portugal the man might well be able to come and get me up the last thirty metres tonight or, if not, tomorrow morning. I am sitting and waiting for news (9.00pm)
The thing is... being a "motorhomer" all I have done is move into the rear of the Wagon... put on the heater and the kettle and fired up the computer. I might be away tonight or it might be tomorrow... who knows? Travelling everywhere with your home with you makes life so much easier (IMO)
JJ
There had been no bad rain for a few days.
I leapt out of bed and headed off to Quinta Majay (my little piece of land in Central Portugal.)
Down the sloping track through the woods and onto my little piece of heaven.
A great day... but that night... down came the rain and rain and rain...
Inspection this morning showed some muddy bits on the track so I spent quite some time spreading buckets full of stones and rocks excavated from the land on the worst bits.
Just as it was time to leave the heavens opened up again.
Go for it I said to myself and off up the slope I went... the track repairs worked well and I was nearly (very, very nearly) at the top when the wheels spun and I got stuck. (I hadn't got to "stoning" the last bit... I thought it looked ok)
Various phone calls and visits from my "support group" have failed to get the Wagon to the top of the slope so help has been summoned from the local garage. True to this part of Portugal the man might well be able to come and get me up the last thirty metres tonight or, if not, tomorrow morning. I am sitting and waiting for news (9.00pm)
The thing is... being a "motorhomer" all I have done is move into the rear of the Wagon... put on the heater and the kettle and fired up the computer. I might be away tonight or it might be tomorrow... who knows? Travelling everywhere with your home with you makes life so much easier (IMO)
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