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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

Tuesday September 10th 2013 - Going home day

I woke that morning to something I really didn't want to hear - rain on the tent; the good weather had finally broken and it was now grey, wet and miserable. The first dog walk was kept short and after a breakfast of coffee and toast, and with the van parked as close to the front of the tent as I could get it, I started the packing up process. By the time I'd got everything out of the tent and into the van the rain had stopped, the clouds were breaking up and the sun was coming through, so not wanting to pack the tent away wet I towelled off most of the raindrops then took the dogs for another walk in the hope that it would be dry by the time I got back. Luckily it was, so with Sophie and Sugar out of the way in the van I dismantled it and got it back in its bag; the last thing to take down and put in the van was the tv aerial, then after a quick look round for any stray tent pegs I took the dogs to the edge of the field for a last look at the sea then drove away from the site and said goodbye to California for this year.

By the time I'd got a couple of miles down the road the clouds had almost disappeared and the sunshine and blue sky were back, which made for a very pleasant drive back home, though yet again I got stuck for several miles behind a slow moving vehicle on the A17 - a tractor and trailer this time. My one and only stop was at the Cheerio Cafe for some lunch and a dog walk along the edge of the nearby field, and with a change of route taking me straight up the A1 and across the M62 I made up the time I'd lost on the A17. Going that way added about twenty miles to the journey but it shaved about half an hour off the travelling time and I arrived home before 4pm. With plenty of time to spare before I had to go to work I downloaded all my photos onto the pc, and as I flicked through them afterwards I was already getting ideas for places to visit and revisit on my California holiday next year. 


  1. excellent pictures and blog, once again thank you x really enjoyed reading that!!

    ps we did 2 weekend camps one in weymouth and one in kent, Brilliant :D roll on the spring x

  2. Glad you enjoyed reading about my last trip; hopefully I'll be off again for a weekend in a couple of weeks.

    Nice too that you've managed a couple of weekend camps yourself, hopefully you'll have more next year - as you say, roll on spring :)

  3. Hi Eunice, I've just been catching up with your blogs for your holiday to Calfornia in Norfolk. As usual, great photos! I really like the windmill photos and church interior photos! Great detail! California looks a really interesting place to go and is now on my list of places to visit next year!

  4. There's nothing much at California itself Phil, it's not much more than an ex-fishing village with a pub/restaurant and a couple of holiday sites down the lane, but it's the location which does it for me. Coast and countryside combined and within easy reach of the Broads and other Norfolk towns, villages and attractions.

    The interior of the church at Ranworth is beautiful, it's one of the nicest I've ever seen. I'll definitely go back there next year, especially as I want to climb the tower again.


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