Cáceres is only a few miles off the motorway so after filling up with diesel we were off on the last leg of the journey. Five and a half hours later we were on the Algarve, so a quick stop at a supermarket and onto Fuzeta. When we got to the campsite Jacqui and Brian, who we had met last year, had reserved us an excellent pitch. Plenty of shade and close to the bar, couldn’t be better.
Now it was time to set the van up for a long stay, but first a quick walk to the beach with Kelsey and our first visit to the bar, just to be sociable of course. It was really nice to get such a friendly welcome back, this is such a laid back place. After probably two hours of being sociable I turned the van around to make better use of the pitch and unpacked everything, including the little Honley 125. There are always a lot of scooters on the campsites, easy to carry on a motorhome, but Fuzeta seems to attract a disproportionate amount of Harley Davidson riders. Last year they were mainly Dutch, riding everything from a nicely maintained pan head, through to modern, gleaming machines with excess chrome. This year there seems to be a few Brit riders here as well.
For us, there are a few focal points to our life here, the campsite bar, the beach, the salt pans and the village square with its bars, cafes and bakery. I plan to just rest and adjust to the temperature this week, then next week start this years shooting.