Wednesday 25 September: an overcast day

 Rain overnight as predicted. And a grey mist fills the air as we wake. Nothing looks quite the same and it’s difficult to know what to do. We opt to walk and pack light with waterproof jackets and swimming costumes just in case. We head south along the Fisherman’s Trail and initially mingle with the stragglers doing the whole trail. It’s difficult to know whether to overtake or not but eventually we find our space. It’s quite challenging terrain through sand. Cliff tops covered in shrubs, some remnants of heather and other stuff turning autumnal in colour. The beaches look stunning but less glorious in the grey mist. We get to Carvalhal and sit against rocks reading our books. Occasionally we have to put on waterproofs and raise umbrellas. We find a restaurant for lunch in a nearby campsite which has sounded very promising on the website. In reality very disappointing. Nasty under grilled sardines and fried fish that seemed to consist of bones and heads more suited to making a fish stew! We don’t starve however and we have a swim on the way home. The sea is no colder despite the grey weather. Quite exhilarating infact. Warm showers and bread and cheese inside again. We are undecided about whether to stay or move on as the forecast doesn’t look good for tomorrow…