Following breakfast we left the Hotel Le Petit Chateau at around 10.30 and our trusty Tom Tom Sat Nav sent us down some lovely country roads and through small villages and there was a lot of farming activity mostly sheep and cows. There were lots of Pheasants walking in the road attempting to play ‘chicken’ and we even saw a group of partridges which were also walking along the road no doubt trying to avoid the hunters up on the hill.
The road had suffered heavy rain in the last couple of days and sometimes crossing with with a semi electric made you think until we came to a road with about thirty feet of water blocking us. What to do, Jennifer offered to walk with a stick to check the depth but I said not a good idea in case there were hidden potholes and so we turned around and headed back via the partridges and pheasants.
Just outside of the route to Holy Island was an information board advising when you could and could not cross the causeway and it was open until 14.10 and now was about 12.00 so we drove over the causeway and reached the town car park which was extremely full and quite a way from the actual town itself, so we turned round and headed back. On the hill overlooking the causeway was a coffee shop and also what looked like a very nice camping site for motorhomes and Caravans. S we stopped for some refreshments before heading back to the main road. As Berwick on Tweed was only a short distance away we decided to visit there before heading south again.
The junction with the A1 to go north is a bad junction and we had to cross the two heavy streams of traffic with no one giving way and so you have to push your way in and in doing so upset a guy in his Range Rover who insisted to sit two inches behind me for a short while blasting his hooter and flashing his lights so I pulled out the way. I had already noticed that the standard of driving on this road was poor, probably Scots, it was a 60 mile road and I was doing 58 they all bunch up behind you like peas in a pod, ridiculous.
We spent a short time driving around Berwick but not much to talk about except they had a very large Sainsbury’s and so we headed down to Bamburg Castle which is most impressive but the really nice weather had brought out the masses and nowhere to park and at that moment the battery in the camera gave up exhausted , perhaps go back tomorrow but then the weather was not going to be so good.
So off we went further South for a short while to find out Hotel in a place called Seahouses which was really packed and the Hotel car park was the same. So Noel parked several hundred yards away in the main car park and we then signed in to our room overlooking the sea, that is you ignore the flat rood immediately out of the window.
After a short rest we went for a walk around the fishing port harbour and we noticed that the council has placed wooden seating so people can sit and enjoy the view just like in a cinema. There were lost of people eating fish and chips out of packets whilst enjoying the view. Trip Adviser had recommended the Black Swan pub and when we got there it was quite busy with lots of empty tables, we thought, only to find they were all reserved and you can eat in the bar if you find a table which we eventually achieved. The food was really excellent, Noel had the Halibut fishwith boiled potatoes and Jennifer the Thai Curry and we may go back there tomorrow if we can get in.
Now back in the room Noel wired up the TV and we watched the F1 Sprint race from Austin, Texas and then a couple of documentaries before turning in. The room was quite warm and so with window wide open we went to bed.