Coming home to roost

I’ve been watching for 2 months now and I think I know how it goes …

Van or motorhome arrives at pitch, male driving. Female passenger disembarks and proceeds ahead to closely examine the pitch. She then gesticulates in accordance with the couple’s prearranged hand signals (and these vary widely between couples) where she wishes the male to park and supervises all following van movements with further arm waving and much calling between the pair, until she is happy the van is precisely where she wishes. Male applies handbrake but does not turn off engine. Couple proceed, with the aid of a spirit level on the floor of the van, to check the degree and direction of slope, sometimes this also involves the female crouching down to check by sight the accuracy of the spirit level. At this point there may be further twittering between the two. Frequently the male now produces grey/black/bright yellow plastic levellers from the rear locker. The female once again crouches down to check male’s placement/alignment of levellers is correct and then the male manoeuvres van onto the levellers. Couple jointly and separately check spirit level. If both partners are satisfied female places chocks behind wheels to ensure no slippage, male switches off engine and hookup occurs. Otherwise all is repeated until the pair are happy van is level. Occasionally the couple may repeat the complete sequence on a different pitch. Minimum 5 minutes.

Poor little me, all alone without anyone to help me roost? I drive up to the pitch, determine which side I want the habitat door and either front in or engage reversing camera and back in.
(A little slope makes cooking more interesting!) Maximum 30 seconds.

With thanks to this morning’s couple who took 2 pitches and 25 minutes to park and provided the inspiration/entertainment.

🙂 🙂 🙂

(By coincidence took the pix the day before yesterday – we don’t see many house martins in England now.)

Alternative transport

How to get around during planned stopovers?

I don’t want to be unplugging the Van each time I want to explore, which will be frequently given my curiosity and itchy shutter finger. Public transport is an option when available, a car is not as it means a huge van with garage and enormous road tax and insurance bills; not on my pension 😦  Shanks’s will be a frequently used option; have boots will hike. The final option, which has got me all excited, is a power assisted bicycle. I’ve found one called a Black’nroll which is light enough to go on the Van’s bike rack and has the incredible top engine speed of 27mph; it’s not as if I’ll be in a hurry. It’s perfect, as although I enjoy cycling, I don’t do hills – cue engine!

It’s easily parked. It’s cheap to run. It’s slightly crazy. It’s on my ever increasing shopping list! I shall have a red one and call it Gordon after my Dad.

Bicycle, unsurprisingly, from the Amsterdam archives;