We boarded the ferry in Rosslare, Ireland at 8:50 am, set sail at 9:50 am and four hours later we were back in the the UK.
When we arrived at Pembroke Harbour just before 2:00 pm, it felt like we were going to have an nice summer day. How wrong I would be. It started raining about 30 minutes after we started on our journey for the Jurassic coast and it didn't stop until we stopped for the night.
We saw this truck hauling part of a plane sitting under a bridge, waiting out the rain. Hope he had a good book.
It rained all day and was just plain miserable. When we finally got to the coast at about 4:30 pm, we found everything was closed due to the weather. And by closed I mean boarded up with signs warning not to venture along the beach because of quicksand, landslides, ripe tides, mudslides and scary monsters.
We gave up and decided to head to our next day's destination early, which was Salisbury, so that we could get an early start in the morning, but wouldn't you know it, everywhere we looked was booked because of a music festival going on in the city.
We finally found a motel at a highway exit with a gas station and a Burger King, about a 5 minute drive from our next days destination, which was Stonehenge.
The day turned out to be a big waste of time. 300 miles of white knuckle driving in the rain for nothing.
We got a burger and a warm watery milkshake then called it a night.