It’s been a while since I was last at a festival, Jen was only a few months old it was that long ago but I really want to go back to festivaling soon. All the fresh air, “street food”, big bands and amazing little acts you’ve never heard of. I just love it! The tents, the sun, the booze and mud. It is kind of an accident waiting to happen but my word its fun. Festivals do come with risks though, sunburn and heatstroke if it’s good weather, colds and flu if normal British weather, and then of course, mud related slip and fall injuries.
Shortly before we went on our little “road trip” camping we downloaded a few child friendly films on to the tablet devices. This meant that when we got stuck in traffic chaos on the M5 on the way we had a secret weapon, and also for wet days in the tent. British holidays or staycations can be a bit of a downer for the lads if it’s all wet outside. One evening we had an in-tent movie night, watching Turbo, Rio 2 and The Lego Movie whilst drinking hot chocolate in camping mugs and ignoring the damp stuff falling from the sky.
After the River Dart fuss and mass eviction we managed to find somewhere. We are now many miles away in Europa Park at Woolacombe bay. We are on the side of a steep hill but the camping areas have been levelled off. This place has a dog friendly bar restaurant, showers and all the basics plus a swimming pool with a sauna. It even has its own petrol station and Spar shop.
Today we have had to pack up camp and leave. There has been an outbreak of “Noro type virus” and campers with dodgy tummies. Last night park staff came round telling each tent/caravan to leave by 11am. BBC news.
At last. After years of wanting to, I am on the way to a F1 race. *squeal* I’ve loved grand prix motorsport since I was small, back in the Mansell years. Yet despite being a nearly life long fan I’ve never been to a race – the price is prohibitive to us normally. This time we can thanks to Planet Rock radio. A few months back I heard a comp on the radio to win 2 adult tickets and £250 spending money. So with that £250 we bought the kids entry tickets and this weekend that means its camping time! Freya has gone to her dog sitter and my next door neighbour will be feeding the small fluffy pets.
Yesterday we went out to Paignton area again. Boats, crabbing, steam trains, play parks and some sea fun.
It is 4am and I have just woken up in the rent, I’ve got myself an irritating cold and sore throat. Anyways, enough of that. 4 am, I’d expect it to be quieter than it is. In the forest next to us, I can hear the river flowing and splashing, and something is walking about slowly in the woods, sneaking but breaking twigs, rustling through bushes, ferns and brambles. I’m thinking it might be a fox, sniffling and sneaking about? The loudest noise, after Blokey’s snoring and the river is the owl. Since we pitched up tent here at the River Dart country park the owl has made herself known. From shortly after nightfall she starts calling, twit twoooo, twit twoooo. I thought she might stop, but apparently not, she’s still awake now and going for it! There is also some kind of bird of prey out there. It’s almost […]
The last few days we have been camping in Devon, hence the silence from myself on social media. I get ordinary phone signal, but 3G has gone on holiday round these parts. We are staying on the River Dart country park. It is nice, we are pitched under the overhang of a sycamore tree, all around us is more family tents.
I am typing from the M5 – no one panic, I am not the driver! We are off camping for a fortnight, and when we go camping it’s more like “glamping”. We have our new Vango Airbeam With extension porch, and a “footprint” and carpets. This is not just a tent, it is bigger than our garden. We do not have a big garden, but still! Best bits are it has inflatable tubes instead of fiddly fibre glass rods. The main structure is up in minutes as it has a powerful pump. It takes longer to peg in the guide ropes than put the tent up. Last big camp we still had our Vango Sungari, which although it was a lovely tent for a family it was a nightmare to put put. It resulted in arguments every single time we set up camp. We decided last time that enough was […]
Most summer holidays, in the last fortnight, we go away camping to Cornwall. This year we are going somewhere slightly different, Devon. Okay, it’s not massively different geographically but its much closer in time as we can get there almost entirely on the M5. The A30 is OK, until its not, and then you are stuck in long queues with no way around it. So this year, no thanks. In August we will go to Dart River camp site, near the moors. Within the camp site itself there is a few adventure playgrounds, and other cool things like canoeing, rope climbs and zorbing. Sounds pretty good as several of these on site activities are included in the price of camping. We will still be near beaches, sadly pebble beaches not sand. There will be the moorland to explore with a picnic rucksack. Something different from the city for the boys. […]
Well it didn’t take long. Been here since Sunday and its gone wrong! Leaving Gloucester and trying to load the car up on Sunday was hindered and delayed by constant heavy rain and thunder. When we arrived here was rain showers and a bit windy. Made pitching our 6 person vango tent somewhat awkward. We got over that and got the tent up despite the English summer! We decided the extension canopy/awning would wait until Monday. The last 2 years in a row we’ve come here there has been a bunch of brats… I mean teenage children, that heckle my other half. Last year their name for him was potato, this year its wiffy. This sounds juvenile and pathetic, which of course it is, but I find it near impossible to ignore them. Whenever we leave the tent and are seen they laugh, point or shout things at us. I […]