We spent the night on our free camper stop on the outskirts of Ystad with rain periodically hammering on Basil’s bonce all night long and the sound of crashing waves resounding in our ears. I’ve lost count of the number…

We spent the night in Bastad on an enormous grass car park. When we originally plonked Basil on one of the few stopping places clearly more than big enough for his ample size, we had wondered why a small town…

Today’s is a short post, partly because it has been largely a driving day and secondly because we are running late. After struggling to find anywhere of interest to break our journey to the southern town of Ystad, I finally…

I know you’ve all been having sleepless nights worrying about my bad back, but be distressed no longer, it is much improved, although not good enough to go on our long walk today. We started off on the marked path…