Donna preparing the breakfasts, stoked on it as well!
Mine and Donna's breakfast, sets you up for the day ahead!
The piece of paper that became our only piece of note paper in the house! Covered in so many phone numbers by the end of the week, we had no idea which ones were which! Unfortunately, some of the numbers were medical aid for Mark, and we did have to call them. He's alright bow though, thank God!
My healthy old brekkie, nice actually!
Withnail and I for breakfast, Shawshank Redemption for lunch. Great!
New Xbox game or Blueprint's Big Push? BLUEPRINT!
Alex's morning routine: get up, do nothing, relax all day, go to sleep. He spent hours like this in the mornings.
Haha, art bay! Waiting for Alex to go and get his something, I can't remember what...
Let's go exploring!
Almost there!
"Oh, that was too much for me". Donna at the top of the big hill we had to ride up.
Alex taking a photo of the next-mentioned lizard
The feather in the background isn't the subject of this photo, look closer, and close to the camera, between the rock and feather is a lizard. We had to stand really still and zoom in as much as possible, and then move really slowly closer. My cameras zoom is really bad, which is why the pic is blurry.
"No, I don't want to go swimming, we haven't got our stuff. yeah the waters really nice, but we haven't got our stuff!"
Donna on the hillside near the fort. It was further away from the house than the guidebook said, and so we ended up taking any route we could. Eventually we found it. The hills of stone in the background were likened by Donna during a car journey to the grit or litter they put on dog shit in the street. Meh.
The view from on top of the bunker
Alex and Donna on the bunker! It was an old British machine gun placement that over looked the self-subbed "shark", the cove where we went diving. It was down the path from the fort (see below) (it was a king's fort, but I can't remember which one!)
The cove that we went scuba diving in. It was really strange when we saw that the coral had made the shape of a shark!
So strange, had this bunker been in England it would have been full of syringes and used condoms, where as here all there was was water bottles! The effect in this photo is so strange, its not even edited! I think the sun came out from behind a cloud, and reflected off the concrete?!
Haha, I like this photo because i just decided to take a photo of the view through the bunker window, and Alex had his feet either side when I went in, and then when I took the photo he swung his legs into the frame!
Alex with tree on bunker. Running out of captions here...
Toilet break
In every window there was a different one of these. Alex held great contempt for me taking a photo of this one, so I didn't take anymore. I wanted to though!
That green-ish thing is a lizard. I named it Peppermint, because it had a green and black striped tail, and a green body. It was quite big, about 5 inches, and kept going back into it's hole, so we had to be really still, and wait, and eventually we were rewarded with this really bad picture! Alex has a better one, as usual. His camera is a phone and it's better quality than mine! Oh well, his didn't only cost him £2!
One of the rooms
I wonder if Stepr died, and/or if he had a really big head?
Weedography, a favourite of the previous happy campers here.
Alex has a photo of me crossing these two sets of beams, but you'll have to wait for that one. "Fucking hell, why did I do this, fucking take the fucking photo so I can get off this fucking thing!"
I decided that everyone writing their names on the walls looked fun, and I decided to join in with a half burnt stick. I managed to get to a room where I had to bend out over the 7 foot drop to the floor below to get to an unused art of the wall via the beams above, but there was no other way out or down, so i had to walk back across two sets of round beams about 7 foot above the floor to get out, and then had to walk about trying to find Alex and Donna, eventually discovering they were on the roof, where I promptly got myself told off by Donna for climbing onto a wall above a huge drop, see below.
The view down into another one of the rooms. This place wasn't much of a historical information centre, as the local authorities had decided to do something other than turn into a museum, but they haven't decided what yet, so it's just a big, good condition, house. Therefore, I don't know what room this is or what is was used for, or what any of the others were used for or what they were.
Stairs, stairs and more stairs. This place is the best potential camping spot I have ever seen, but it was like a maze, seriously!
Another graffiti face
I called this one Jerome. He lived in the woods, in elderberry wood. No sorry, that's a crack fox. This is just a graffiti face with a spliff. Sorry for the disappointment.
The roof of the fort. Big thing, isn't it!
Vis fashion shoot with Donna Wynn. Photos by Alex Wynn.
AHHHHH drop!
We didn't go in this bit
Yet more weedography
The wall of graffiti
This was amazing. Long story, but I'll tell it. We were cycling back from the afore-mentioned fort to go to the later-mentioned submarine tunnel when we remembered we could go to this place signposted hand painted on a piece of wood on a tree at a crossroads for lunch, proper local. So we followed the signs, and eventually got there. We had actually turned up at what we had thought to be a restaurant, but what was actually someone's house! Her relatives were there from Poland, but they still said "sit down, sit down, who are you, what are you doing, what you like anything to eat or drink?". We just said yes please and she came out with what you can see in the next 3 pictures. It was fantastic, and it was such a shame mark wasn't there, Donna said he would have loved it. The views were amazing, and to top it all off after them being really nice and giving us food, juice and wine, they gave us directions to where we were going, without which we probably would have got lost! Cheers guys!
The Sardine sort-of-sandwiches we had that became an accidental lunch. They were piping hot, and were so nice!
"Stop being such a tourist!!
The view from edge of the house over the coves
The nicest lime/ lemon juice I've had, and you should've had
This was a secret Yugoslavian submarine tunnel "straight out of James Bond" according to the house's booklet of things to do and see. I wanted to swim across to it, but we couldn't see a way of getting down, or out of the water for that matter, so I couldn't. It's pretty well hidden, completely in the middle of nowhere, in this hidden cove. Took us ages to get there though.
"I heard the downy face was in this year!?"
"I heard the gay fencer pose was all the rage this year?!"
