A grey day


March 21, 2012

HAVING dried out, we’re down on the Ebro Delta in the newly chilly weather. “Just like a summer holiday in England,” observes David as we sit looking out over a scene of unrelieved grey sky, beach and sea, all merging into one.




By way of compensation there are an awful lot of interesting birds, including flamingos, slender billed gulls, 20 or more Med gulls, Caspian tern and a marsh harrier hunting just 20 yards in front of us.

Having stocked up for a small siege at the Bonpreu supermarket in Deltebre, we park for the night alongside three or four other vans at a free aire outside a restaurant, looking out over reed beds and a lagoon – all a bit desolate, really, but it's cosy in the van and things are bound to improve.

Then comes a phone call that cuts short our trip.



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