South
to Melitopol then west to the Black sea coast.
Large
onion plantation
being hand picked .
An
unloved vineyard.
And
much loved cabbage.
Now
the road was full of pot holes and slow. So we would not make the end
of the spit.
Our little track to camp site.
However we finally found a little fishing spot
overlooking the reads and the estuary.
Another
site had a large pile of bottles in the middle of site. They had piled
them but not removed them.
341km Camp site 23m alt.
341km Camp site 23m alt.