The River Runs Through...

My week of whizzing through the battlefields of Flanders, The Somme and Normandy ended with a wet awakening. Luckily I had packed away my awning the night before which means I will not have to dry it out.

This was the view from my window, the track became two canals for a while.

The long drive from Ranville to Calais was also a wet one except when we stopped for our breaks.

My cousins enjoyed the whole trip and will arrange a longer trip next time. My Puck behaved on the road and performed well as my HQ. A grand week all in all.