A very warm and sunny morning at 9.30 saw me leaving home for another break at Felin Uchaf camp site in North Wales. I had to stop off at the local Asda store to fill up the van with diesel and also get some provisions, and although I wasn't in the store long I was quite surprised when I came out to find that the sun had clouded over and it was starting to rain. That was just typical - several days of very warm sunny weather then it rains at the start of the bank holiday! It certainly didn't bode well for the weekend, however by the time I'd covered about a third of my journey the rain had stopped and although grey and cloudy it was fine for the rest of the way.
My original intention, had I left home much earlier, was to stop off at Chirk Castle to take some photos of the gardens, but with the grey cloud there wasn't much point so I just carried on to my destination. With a brief stop in Corwen to get a takeaway lunch - I can recommend the freshly-made egg mayo sandwiches from Yum Yum's cafe - I got to the camp site just after mid day and pulled up onto my pitch. With no sign of either Gwyn or Nan, the site owners, I couldn't book in straight away so I demolished my lunch then set about putting up the tent, and I'd just about finished getting everything inside when Nan came to find me. After I brief chat with her and the couple on the pitch across I took Sophie and Poppie for a walk down the lane then drove back into Corwen for a look round the shops.
Back at the site the sky was still cloudy and grey and it was getting too late in the afternoon to go anywhere anyway so I just chilled out in the tent with a couple of dvds and a magazine, emerging for the bed time dog walk just before the light faded. Even though it had been cloudy it was still quite warm so I was keeping my fingers crossed that the sun would return the following day so I could get out and about with the camera.
- 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