If I'd had any hopes of the tent being dry by the time I had to pack it away they were unfortunately dashed that morning - for once it had been fine overnight but not long after I woke up it started raining again, so it looked like the thing was going to be packed away if not wet, certainly very damp. Fortunately I'd got some wheelie bin-sized liners the previous day and with everything else already packed in the van I only had the tent and the groundsheet to deal with, so once I'd got the breakfast things out of the way I relaxed with my book for a while until Paul arrived, then between us we got the tent off the fence, folded up and into a bag, with the wet groundsheet going into another bag.
Of course it was Sod's Law that once everything was packed away the rain stopped and the sky started clearing, and by the time I was ready for leaving the site the sun was blazing through. I couldn't leave the area without getting at least a couple of sunny photos though so I stopped along the road going from the site into Corwen and snapped a couple of shots overlooking the countryside and the nearby river Dee.
Instead of taking my usual route back along the A5 through Llangollen to the A483 I decided to go a different way this time and took the A494 from just outside Corwen, which would eventually take me straight onto the M56. It was a bit twisty in places but the countryside and views were lovely and the driving time was only the same as my normal route. It was a very pleasant drive and the sunshine stayed with me all the way home - it's just a pity that the previous few days hadn't been as nice. This has been the third year in a row that my Easter break at Felin Uchaf has been blighted by bad weather so I'll have to have a radical rethink for next year - maybe a change of site and area will bring me better luck with the sunshine.
- Hi! I'm Eunice and I live in Bolton, Lancashire, with my two dogs Sophie and Sugar and an assortment of cats - well it used to be Sophie and Sugar, now it's Sophie and Poppie. I first began camping back in 1997 when my then partner took me to Anglesey for my birthday weekend. We slept in the back of the car - a hatchback - using the cushions off the settee at home as a mattress, and cooked and brewed up on a single burner camping stove. The site was good, the views were great, the weather fantastic and I was completely hooked. Following that weekend we got a two-man tent and some proper accessories and returned to Anglesey two weeks later, then over time we progressed to a three-man tent followed by an old trailer tent, then a new trailer tent, a campervan and finally a caravan. When my partner decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the street - literally - in April 2009 and I suddenly found myself alone after fifteen years, I decided there was no way I was going to give up camping and caravanning if I could cope on my own. This blog is the story of my travels, trials and tribulations since becoming a solo camper - I hope you like it