Navigational and other life skills

The male navigator responsible for the 90 mile detour that led to our arrival at Route 12 rather later in the day than planned, would prefer that little is said about the matter! We can reveal, however, that our usual companionable relationship deteriorated somewhat and a tense atmosphere ensued. The beauty of the scenery & the discomfort of a frosty silence did restore harmony eventually.

Usually we have a female navigator - who is not infallible. She has been the cause of a few detours but never on such a grand scale as her male companion. Howard has, of course, been saintly about Fiona's mistakes while Fiona is not proud of her explosive reaction when she discovered how far off course she had been led.

It has been interesting to discover how unerringly Howard's sense of direction is at variance with the facts - and as for his map reading skills............ 5 minutes of intensely studying the street map in Washington DC led to a firm declaration, pointing with vigour, "We go left!". On stepping forth to turn left around the corner we immediately saw a sign directing us to our destination - pointing right, of course. Fiona couldn't go anywhere then, for laughing.


Luckily there has been a lot of laughter all along the way & our team work is pretty good. Howard's stalwart driving (on the rare occasions that Fiona drives she has usually had enough after 2 or 3 hours) & Fiona's map reading have taken us over 7,000 miles almost entirely to where we planned to go - so far!