We were hoping for the first flight of the year today, but it wasn’t to be. Like yesterday, if we had been desperate, we could have found somewhere to throw ourselves off, but it seemed a waste of a day where we could do something else. Geoff felt rotten with the cold, but I was much better, so Nicky and I set out to the Argelaguer tree house. I haven’t been since March, and the owner is always working on it, so we wanted to see what progress he’s made.

The new entrance is now through a tower which we christened the ‘voodoo temple’ because he’s made all the barriers around the platforms out of walking sticks made with real birds heads, animal feet or weird looking faces. It wasn’t at all pleasant. The builder has added loads of strange paraphenalia (like in the old days of the previous tree house), so there are teddies and toy rabbits hanging from trees, wild boar heads staring out at you and endless other toys and things. The labyrinth is much, much bigger and there are new towers too. And one that’s collapsed, but we didn’t want to dwell on that while we were climbing another…

After getting thoroughly muddy, we headed to Banyoles for something to eat. We were ladies what lunch for the day and polished off a three course meal, half a bottle of wine and a couple of coffees before walking it all off with a loop round the whole lake. We had a lovely day and then went home for a siesta that never happened, but had leftovers curry and more playing the labyrinth game, before having an early night.

See photos of today.

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