5º
C sunny, but cool. We all got up early and went to the shops. The kids Bill had
been talking to the night before said they would show us where Kaufland was,
about 3 kms away, at around 9.00 a.m. Mike and I went to the skleps opposite
and got bread, but couldn’t find any veg, so we took a walk into the town and
spotted a sign for Plus (a chain of small German supermarkets a bit bigger than
Aldi normally) we found a greengrocers before we found the supermarket so we
crossed the road and bought the best veg we’d seen in Poland. New potatoes,
lovely white mushrooms, spring onions, lettuce, etc, and then we walked back
along the shore of the little lake beyond the road bridge. The kids had turned
up and were chatting to Bill when we got back at 9.20 a.m. We said thanks, but
we didn’t need much stuff and 3 kms was a bit too far to walk for us
geriatrics. Mike asked them about getting central heating oil and they wrote
down what to ask for. I’d spied a bin by a café close to the road, so I took
all our rubbish before we left to go under the road bridge and take a turn
around the little lake. There was a fountain in the corner, so we took photos
and then went back through the low road bridge and went across to the yacht
harbours to find some drinking water. We found a landing in the corner of the
lake and the Germans that we met the day before came to help us to tie up to
the landing, we were at their boat charter base. Several people came to look at
the boat and chat. One Polish lady was enthralled and asked Mike how many rooms
had we got, so he asked her on board and I gave her the guided tour. Her son,
aged about ten, and his friend came on the boat too. He was wide-eyed and
forgot all the English he’d started learning at school. The water was free, it
came through half a mile of hose from a building way across the moorings. We
said thank you and went to join up with Rosy who’d been stooging around in the
middle of the lake and being harried by a strange looking contraption that
looked like a car ferry. Mike put the big blue sun shade up
as it was getting
warmer, but had to take it down again when the wind got blustery and threated
to turn it inside out. There were lots of speedboats about and the sail boats
were also out in force. I made lunch and we ate late at 1.30 p.m. There were
lots of yachts milling about between the chain of islands where the main body
of lake Jeziorak lay off to the north west. We threaded our way through the
islands and past a large tree covered peninsula into a series of islands of
reed beds full of competing warblers. The course through the lake lay to the
north for a while, then to the northwest into a dead end arm. A wide shallow
lake called Płaskie. Deserted except for one sailboat which left as we went in
- we went to the right of an island in the entrance and he went out to the
other side of it. A female marsh harrier was hunting, swooping low over the
surface of the lake. We passed a string of islands off to our left as we went
as far as we could into the small bay in the northwest corner. We’d spotted a
landing stage, opposite the village of Jerzwald, next to what looked like a
camping site, so Bill went off in that direction and tied to it. We turned
round and went back down the lake to moor alongside Rosy. Mike got off with the
camera to take a photo of the mooring - a T shaped wooden construction. The
best angle was from a small stand of trees, but he didn’t linger long as the
mosquitoes descended on him and started biting. We expected someone from the
camping place to come and ask us for money, but no one came near. No heating on
for the first time in ages.
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