They say things happen for a reason. Meaning all’s well that ends well. That maybe true in some instances. But I’m sure many can also testify against this falsehood. Fortunately we don’t have to.
Although our re-routed stopover is only a ten minute drive, it’s away from Lake Bled, where we want to be. We are compensated however by a massive and beautifully laid out site – Sobec Camping. If it had been closer, we’d certainly have stayed here longer.
By 12noon we’ve left Sobec and pitched up a stones throw from Lake Bled. Here for a three nighter. We’re given the choice of any vacant pitch. There are loads. Not all give enough room to unload Scoot. The one we choose does. In all probability it wouldn’t have been the case yesterday. So, thank you Mr Patel!
The images across Lake Bled delay our stretch-out as we constantly stop and snap. It’s almost fairy-tale-like. We walk the 6K circumference. Build up a head of steam. It’s hot. Finish the day off with a sun-bathe and swim.
This little fella keen to get in on the act too . . .
I know I typed this yesterday but as it has not turned up on the left, I wonder whether I did actually ping it off properly! Anyway, I was thinking of you…
Magical.
Happy birthday!
Morning Rog – Mary-Ann says “Ah, thank you”. A shop and travel day for her birthday, but rounded off with a glorious walk and a meal which neither of us cooked!