Tearing the happy farmer away from his various projects on the farm is a bit like trying to strip woodchip wallpaper off an old plastered wall, pretty impossible. However Sunday arrived and unfortunately for the happy farmer he had no choice whatsoever when his happy family made him abandon all farm projects and head to
. Saligo Bay
It did take most of the day to drag him away from the farm, but in the late afternoon we unloaded the jeep at the beach and walked over the hills to see the Atlantic rollers breaking on the sandy bay. The rich aroma of steaks being cooked on the camp fire, which our friends had made from gathered driftwood, mingled with the salty sea spray, made his effort more than worthwhile. You can’t beat sitting in the sun, eating warm steak and listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore …bliss.
Much later we dragged ourselves from the beach feeling full and satisfied.
Until next time….