So far so good.
The water in the bay was turquoise under the pastel blue sky. The sand was blindingly white and the sea calm. I plunged in. Silly really. We're close to Antartica here so why wouldn't the water turn my head into an ice cube. It did. And I held my breath with the belief that intense pain is generally only temporary. That once shock sets in the body no longer feels the cold. And it proved correct. I survived and stayed until I was dangerously close to hyperthermia. Wow! It's great to feel so alive when death could be so near.
I believe the holiday has begun.
Andrea was in hyper-alert mode most of the day and suffered a series of PTSD moments triggered by my selection of reverse gear. She was sure there were more trees ready to launch themselves at us.