Ian Rambles
An e-mail today to tell me that mum had died. No mobile signal at the camp site so I phoned Jean from a payphone to say that I would fly back for the Funeral. Spent the day arranging flights, acommodation and a hire car in the UK.

Fiona's Journal
A sad day.
1an picked up his e-mails this morning and received the news that his Mother has died. We always knew it might happen while we were away but it is still somehow a shock to realise we will not see her again. Ian has started making arrangements to go home for the funeral and to help his sister Jean with sorting out Vera's affairs.

As if in sympathy the weather is cold and misty all day, never rising above the mid fifties Fahrenheit, which feels very chilly now that we have got used to temperatures over a hundred degrees. Jumpers and jeans are retrieved from the depths of rucksacks.

Arthur's Log:
Gran died, Dads going to fly back for the funeral from Seattle so we just meandered about all day.

George's Musings
Sad about gran.