Beyond The Algarve
We made it!
The sky was blue with fluffy clouds, the sun was glorious. We had finally arrived at our destination…
It had been a long journey and didn’t my back know it! The beach awaited us!
We were finally in Portugal – the destination of many UK motorhomes and we really could see why it was so popular! It’s early March and the weather is stunning.
Kirsty even took her coat off.
We visited the local supermarket, cooked and devoured our purchased pizzas!
There’s more to Portugal than the Algarve, and we were going to explore it further. A bit of time looking online at lakes in Portugal that happend to fall into Zone 2 of our satellite, I discovered Barragem de Santa Clara, or in English, a great big lake in South Portugal. A little more research suggested this could be a beautiful place!
Five miles into our day and Kirsty realises she’s left her cup of tea on the kitchen worktop. As you do. We pulled over and thankfully the cup was still sitting where she left it, complete with the contents.
Let’s try again.
En-route, we spotted a sign off the main road pointing down an unpaved road towards a camping site, so we thought we’d go and have a look out of interest. What the sign didn’t say was the camping site was a good 10 or more miles along this bumpy dirt track!
The countryside was beautiful, the track wasn’t too bad and by now I’ve got so used to driving Beyond on and off-road that it’s all now just a big adventure.
These stunning views went on for miles. So did the pot holes.
To think I used to worry about swaying over uneven ground along camp sites in England. I think some of the bumps and humps in the Portuguese roads have sent us into mid air.
We never did find the campsite.
Now when you open your door and this is the first thing you see each day, I’m guessing it’s not a bad life!
We have our own private beach on the edge of the lake.
I think I can cope with staying here.
We’re parked next to a large monument. Strangely all the writing is in Portuguese so we have no clue what it symbolises.
After over 1,700 miles of driving, it’s time to rest up.
It wasn’t long before more motorhomes joined us.
I made use of the lake by doing my clothes washing for the week, and made a washing line across the back of the van using bungee cords!
Some coach built, some custom built, some not built at all. One person is even living in their Vauxhall Nova next to the lake. And I thought we lived in a small space! But if they’re happy, that’s all that matters.
As it happens, none of the motorhome owners speak the same language, but we all smile, wave and say hello in our own language. It’s all very pleasant.
Time to rest.
We’ll get the bikes out and go exploring. After I cut the bike chain now the combination lock has bust! Good job I brought the angle grinder with me!
The days are very warm, the nights are very cold! We’ll go looking for fire wood while we explore.
Time to relax and recover from the journey.
Where to after this stop? No idea! Any suggestions more than welcome! We’ll have broadband for as long as we’re parked up here so please do get in touch.
Until next time…. Boas festas.
Rich & Kirsty.