ROAD TRIP and my 40th! Disco Daisy our travel machine was loaded up to bursting point. We both love exploring places. We’d recommend all places visited below. I’ve added links. We visited Cool Camping too
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So the first day began. To split up a 6 hour journey, we landed at a campsite near Bath.
Bath, Stowford Manor Farm ,Wingfield Trowbridge Wiltshire BA14 9LH
Nice but noisy, busy main road. Good cream Tea! Friendly and there is a swimming pond/ river lake thing nearby. PRETTY!
As the can opener cracked open delights like beans and sausage, chilli, pesto, rice pudding etc. Resulting in extremes from my usual travel constipation change of diet to pebble dash. (too much information shared I know!) Long life milk with our Kelly kettle tea, that made us pee more than intake of fluids! Going for a tiddle in the night, tent side with head torch, is easier than going to the toilet block. But risks peeing in your clothing (veterans) .. 4 days too late, A £2 Asda bucket was purchased. Our dream in tent loo was created.
Treago Mill, Crantock, Newquay, Cornwall TR8 5QS This is a beautiful place. The pot holed road leading upto it is pure fairground cake walk car shaking fun! Beautiful here. While experiencing a ‘beyond merry’ moment in our cloth flappy home. Ange coughed… Then what seemed like an eternity in slow mo. We heard a ‘pop’ as something hit the other side of the tent. Oh how we laughed and laughed.
Day 3. (30th May) I then awoke having reached the ripe age (and grateful I have!) of 40. To gifts and booze.
WHOOP! After giving up with blow up camping beds.. As we literally just pop them. U.S Army issue camping beds were the order of the trip. Camping has made me appreciate ensuite bathrooms and memory foam even more! I heard “Has Bob Dylan gave you acid?” Ange actually said “Has my dinner gave you acid?” Another pair of perfectly good pants. BINNED!
We paid a visit in the ‘am; to a sunny and surfing Fistral Beach in Newquay. (I’m coming here again!) High fives were given during walks in the wilderness if a successful pee in public/beach and not caught by strangers.Tripping down pot holes in beach (maybe created by demonic children?) that looked mysteriously like tiny UFO craters. A great sausage cob breakfast and crazy tame birdies that enjoyed it too! (See the video above.)
Then the journey of terror began! The terrifying one car wide roads in Cornwall. With high hedges. Being told by Clive, “There are Devon hedges and Cornwall hedges.” If you hit a hedge in Devon you will go through it. Hedges in Cornwall… You will hit rock! So driving down these narrow nightmares was an experience. Suddenly becoming born again and praying…. 30mph which felt like 60! Yes on a 60! Jesus 60mph speed limit! ARE YOU INSANE?
We loved it at Gallen Treath (except the thin roads) Porthallow.
Alicia Strickland & Clive Mundy (lovely couple)
#recommended Gallen-Treath Guest House
It’s always great to have a real bed on one’s Birthday. Home comforts, ensuite. There is always going to be at least one pair of knickers thrown away during camping trips. Kynance Cove a cliff top track and a lovely Cornish pasty. We explored The Lizard/ Kynance Cove. With jagged steps from Hell leading down to the lovely cafe. No twisted ankles from team CLANGE! We only noticed the easy walking slope on the way back! A very tasty lush cornish pasty while look out to sea was a treat and just what I needed…hitting middle age.
31ST MAY – 1 ST JUNE
Great place, friendly, wild meadow. Very impressed with shower block and facilities. I love a decent toilet and shower.. (No shower blocks that could feature in ‘Arachnophobia 2!’)
(What became our last night in Cornwall. We were going to spend the next day in Devon. But that will do for another trip.) This final day when we decided to wear sunscreen after getting a rouge glow. It pissed it down! But at The Eden project we were in the domes. So no problemo!
With intermittent internet access. My escape from the world… And lack of civilisation kind of made me miss it. This is something I’d craved!.. Solitude. Ive learnt again.. I’ll find my peace within. Even though I still keep searching outside. Maybe I’ve gotten used to home comforts? At least I managed to finish a book! Yes I actually made time to read!
The visiting chippy van to campsite fed us nicely before the storm. The storm that got worse.
At around 10pm we made the choice. Either a risky night without sleep and possible tent damage. We were cold and craved comfort. (After informing both sets of parents what we were doing. Which in hindsight made them worry until 3am) to pack up in the wind and rain and make the journey to Portsmouth. It’s probably one of the worst we had made. Driving conditions were awful. Wind, fog, floods, rain. Road debris, Darkness… Dorchester felt like groundhog day as it seemed like we kept going down the same road over and over! Crap cats eyes that didn’t work. Why the hell has this country removed all lights from roads? Have you heard of solar power and sustainable energy? But anyway. Is it wrong to say I don’t want to see a leafy thin road for a while?
Back to having a bed. A stay and good time at Ange’s Parents. Card night, mead, red wine, crazy golf, beach, home cooking. YES! Then a bout of the shits after the biggest bag of cheesy chips! (Eyes bigger than tum) Big Thanks to Ange’s family and MUM for doing our washing and cleaning out the pee bucket that you have now inherited as a gift!