Dorset Coast and Brownsea Island
As I mentioned on Wednesday, we headed to the Dorset Coast for several days. Patricia Cox and Jacqueline Dillion had classes after Chapel and there were no classes on Friday and Saturday so we headed out on an adventure.
We took the Underground out to Heathrow Airport where we picked up a rental car. I didn't want to drive in central London. Little did I know that it would be a mistake to drive anywhere. We finally made it to Poole and found a Bed and Breakfast. We decided to stay two night so we could park the car in the drive and ride the bus. I aged 20 years getting here (and you all know that I no longer can spare that many years).
This morning we caught the ferry across to Brownsea Island, right in the middle of the world's second largest protected harbor
. We were headed for the site of the creation of the international Scouting movement by Lord Baden Powell in 1907. This entire year (2007) was the centenary and they have had celebrations all year. Ian brought his Cub Scout uniform for this and for the big Live 07 Scout celebration in London on November 24. We were lucky enough to acquire tickets. We had a wonderful time exploring the island (a National Trust nature preserve) and picking up some wonderful Scouting patches at the Trading Post. We also saw pheasants, wild peacocks, 19 or 20 extremely rare red squirrels and a true robin. It really was a wonderful day and well worth the trip.
I did want to include a photo of our lunch. We had two sausage rolls, tea, a Sprite and a Diet Coke. A very modest meal but it cost us £8.50 ($17). These costs are not unusual which shows why we must be so careful with funds. (For those wondering why there are only two sausage rolls, Ian couldn't make up his mind and we went back for another after he tasted ours. The end result was £10.50 ($21).
Tomorrow morning, we head down the coast and look for fossils. We are on the Jurassic Coast of England and everyone finds fossils along the shore. We shall see, but we are certainly going to try. This was one of Ian's projects for his school work and Keri is certainly into making the most of it. Tomorrow night we head back into London. I'll have to "take to the bed" for a week to get over my experience driving here.
We took the Underground out to Heathrow Airport where we picked up a rental car. I didn't want to drive in central London. Little did I know that it would be a mistake to drive anywhere. We finally made it to Poole and found a Bed and Breakfast. We decided to stay two night so we could park the car in the drive and ride the bus. I aged 20 years getting here (and you all know that I no longer can spare that many years).
This morning we caught the ferry across to Brownsea Island, right in the middle of the world's second largest protected harbor
. We were headed for the site of the creation of the international Scouting movement by Lord Baden Powell in 1907. This entire year (2007) was the centenary and they have had celebrations all year. Ian brought his Cub Scout uniform for this and for the big Live 07 Scout celebration in London on November 24. We were lucky enough to acquire tickets. We had a wonderful time exploring the island (a National Trust nature preserve) and picking up some wonderful Scouting patches at the Trading Post. We also saw pheasants, wild peacocks, 19 or 20 extremely rare red squirrels and a true robin. It really was a wonderful day and well worth the trip.
I did want to include a photo of our lunch. We had two sausage rolls, tea, a Sprite and a Diet Coke. A very modest meal but it cost us £8.50 ($17). These costs are not unusual which shows why we must be so careful with funds. (For those wondering why there are only two sausage rolls, Ian couldn't make up his mind and we went back for another after he tasted ours. The end result was £10.50 ($21).
Tomorrow morning, we head down the coast and look for fossils. We are on the Jurassic Coast of England and everyone finds fossils along the shore. We shall see, but we are certainly going to try. This was one of Ian's projects for his school work and Keri is certainly into making the most of it. Tomorrow night we head back into London. I'll have to "take to the bed" for a week to get over my experience driving here.
posted by DCT | Friday, October 12, 2007
4 Comments:
Right turns are hard and left turns are easy. BUT if you have a standard shift then you have to go against your natural inclination when you make a left turn and shift gears at the same time.
Since I know that Vivian won't be reading this blog, I can say that Reagan would say that if she had been driving, you would hav aged 20 years so be glad you were behind the wheel. Beckie is a good driver in England and so is Tim...Wish we were there with you!
Looks like you are making the best of every minute!
yes...vivian aged me. she knows she did.
amazingly, that lovely drive with Vivian happened almost 10 years ago and none of us have forgotten it! That's how traumatic it was!
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