|From the ferry|
In fact, the sun was shining, the temperature was just right for walking; it was a perfect day to go to the Isle of Wight, so that is what we did. (We didn't rent a cottage, though.) We have taken several long walks on the island in years past. Now, we've scaled down our ambitions, but we still want to feel the sun on our heads and smell the ocean.
Accordingly, we drove from Lyndhurst to Lymington, took the IOW Ferry to Yarmouth, the #7 bus to Newport, and the #2 bus to Shanklin. We stopped for lunch in a lovely restaurant on the beach. Then we walked from Shanklin to Sandown (an hour) along the promenade, caught the #8 bus to Newport, the #7 bus to Yarmouth, the IOW Ferry back to Lymington; then we drove into Lymington Town Centre, picked up the makings of a cold supper, and drove home to Lyndhurst.
|Robin at the luncheon spot|
The tide was high enough that waves splashed up onto the promenade at times. It was fresh and exciting, and I'm so glad we decided to seize the day.
So, here we are, snug (and smug) in our room, very happy to be sitting down -- especially so because after a glorious day, it rained while we were shopping in Lymington. We have heard that tomorrow promises to be wet, so we're planning on taking in a movie in Southampton, provided that there are matinees on Fridays.
But first, we will try to stay awake long enough to watch the new Red Dwarf, which is coming on at 9:00 p.m., half an hour from now. We can but try.
|me in front, St. Boniface Down in the background|