After breaking camp and leaving the rather strange town of chambol there followed a beautiful journey along lake leman, passing by Lausanne (On my hit list to return to, looked like heaven!) And then over the Simplon pass, at this point whilst it was beautiful,  with Bill marvelling at the new cruise control I became slightly disconcerted by the accuracy of our fuel gauge as it went from 90 miles, to 20 with one short ascent, still,  I was sure there would be a petrol station in this remote alpine setting devoid of even a coffee stop. Thankfully we were soon on the descent,  “we can just coast down” I said,  “not in an automatic Bill quickly corrected me.”

Before I knew it we were off the beautiful smooth Swiss roads and onto the bumpy potholes of Italy – Bill could smell the coffee! Our campsite was another change,  did I mention that I am not good with change…. expecting a beautiful lakeside beach, I found estuarine, weeds, knee deep water and a disconcertingly muddy smell…. but as with all  new campsites within hours we love it.  There is pizza, there is ice cream  and there is the adventure awaiting us on our kayak safari.