Rufus does Europe

Awful night last night ..sometimes when it’s getting late to park up we forget to check for the obvious – this time, several benches at the back of us on the quayside. About four car loads of kids came and

Or ..Tour of the Algarve! Yes, you know who found a must see bike race and the best spot would be up in the hills towards Monchique.Much scuffling around this morning to ensure that we got there with first dibs

After a quiet night in the Aldi car park, we made our way to São Vincent, the most westerly point in mainland Europe, which is just across the bay from Sagres. We parked up at the end of the promontory

Meandered down the coast road for a while this morning and ended up parking above a tiny little port.We had a walk down a steep road to the scruffiest, messiest, tangle of fishing gear I’ve ever seen!I followed Guy down

Busy day running around with two and a half weeks worth of washing. Managed to get it all pegged out only for the heavens to open so we had to bring it all in again!Trying to avoid using the dryer

After much thought, we decided to give Lisbon a miss this time. We needed a campsite and they are very few and far between with public transport not running as normal due to Mardi Gras. We found a ‘safe’ car

Thought we’d head back to Nazaré today to see if there were any giant waves for Guy to photograph.We stuck to the little roads, trying to avoid any areas that still had flood warnings on Google map’s.Still, we were met

Our departure from the campsite this morning put the man on reception into a right spin.“You want to check out?” he asked incredulously. “I can try, but you see it’s not normally my job..”Somehow he managed to take the correct

Forgotten how stunning this city is – maybe because we only saw about half of it last time we came in 2017. We were then parked by the river near the Ponte da Arrábida and Rufus was struggling by the

Much rain in the night again. We woke up surrounded by a muddy quagmire. Guy had to go outside to change over the gas bottle as we’d run out of LPG but fortunately had a bit of Moroccan gas left.