Gotenborg Waterside Ways

So, with the Swedish Cooper having left us we headed to the waterside quays to see what action there was. I do love to be beside the seaside, especially since living in Warsaw, as it just seems forever away. This said I have never even been to the Polish seaside and may find that I absolutely love it, or conversely loathe it. I hear so many differing reports about the Polish seaside. Just a quick stat for you regarding coastlines. My country with a population of 22.7m people has a coastline of 34,218km. Our biggest island has 2833km of mainland coastline where the smallest state has 1800km of coastline. Here in Poland 38.2million people get the chance to share 491km of coastline, where as the longest river the Wisła is 1,047 km long. So when I can see a chance to be beside the seaside without having to share it with too many I guess I should take it, no?

You know you are getting near the sea when you start to see whales.

I do like a different man-hole covers, or are they now politically correctly called People-holes?

The Swedish Lions you heard so much about....

Anchor and tackle

At least the boat is in the right place and colours.

Eye eye eye.

Stormy weather about.

And still the punters pay

I know I bang on about this all the time, but seriously, little details! It isn't that hard. Here is a light pole.

The opposite side of the pole. It just isn't that hard! Get on with it world.

Pointy bits

Strutting about

Meeting up

I just gotta get me some braces!

Gotenborg.... I'm hooked! I should totally be in advertising!

Jump if you want to get a beer! Oh what feeling. I do like your ideas kids, let's get a beer.

Mariestad Mourning. Time to leave.

Firstly, sorry. This is a lot of photos here. ...

We still wanted to play in the water a little so we did the old thing of throwing a tennis ball around just to show were still could do physical things. Of course with the odd beer interspersed with the action was bound to occur.

King of the mallards getting in the action

And checking his results as the games go on

No opener, no worries

BEER!

Time for another

Idling about in the water

Splash.

Run! We are out of beers!

So lets splash about and have fun.

So lets go for a stroll and look for something to eat

 And we find some mussels for dinner, a lazy 5kgs, nice use of the Swedish coloured beer bag

Don't they look a treat

Good enough to eat without shelling apparently

Then we should head up and cook them.

The king of the mallards couldn't wait

So after a few days of laughs, great food, lots of outdoor fires, some wild food, the odd beer or 55 and some great single malt whiskey (please don't tell my doctor about this), we had to head off. It was sad as we all had a good time and it was a rare FUCC connection in the Northern Hemisphere. Even if the weather was, well, variable.

The house

The environment was really lovely around the house too.

The neighbours who eat everything

The whole vibe of the kommun

The boats

The bits

The bites

The bolts

The blues

The bluster

And the boards

The Boy

The bubbles

And bubbles

The big ear

The blue eyes

Next stop Goteburg where we were to stay at a friends house who had kindly offered us the chance to stay there while they were away in Iceland.

Thanks gang, sorry you are out of focus, but I am sure that is how you looked in my eyes.