In between showers we take a trip along the coast to Ferragudo, originally a fishing village, and walk from there.
There are still some fishermen around as evidenced by the jumble of fishermen’s huts showing signs of occupation. There were also stacks of lobster pots on the quay we had just walked past. The rest of the town is devoted to tourism.
But we quickly get to some small pretty bays and enjoy the sheltered sunshine.
Just after taking the photo, the surf rushed in and soaked Jane’s trousers.
We nearly manage to get back before a sharp shower, but there followed an interesting mixture of clouds and sunshine, resulting in an unusual picture.
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