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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

Saturday July 15th 2017 - Caernarfon harbour

Another damp grey day arrived, and though the drizzly rain had stopped by mid morning the cloud was still hanging around in the afternoon. Again it wasn't nice enough for the photos I wanted to take so I decided to go back over to Caernarfon to see my cousin at the golf club. There was only one thing wrong though - when I got there I found that yet again he wasn't in. This time he'd gone to pick up his new car from somewhere about an hour's drive away and wouldn't be back in work until the following day. Well there's more than one way to skin a cat as the saying goes, so if I couldn't find him at the golf club I would track him down at home.

The day was showing signs of brightening up when I came out of the golf club so when I got almost to the harbour I parked up and went for a quick wander with the camera. The tide had been out when I went round there last year, this time it was in and with the sun trying its best to break through the clouds I got some fairly good shots of the boats and the castle.

The drive to David's house didn't take long and although he wasn't in his wife Hilda was; she said he wouldn't be long though so she made a coffee and we sat chatting until David came in. It was good to see him and I spent another hour or so with the two of them before taking my leave and heading back to Anglesey. The weather had improved greatly by then, the sun was out properly and most of the sky was back to being blue again, so the evening on the camp site turned out to be really nice - and with only two full days of my holiday left I was really hoping it would stay that way.

Friday July 14th 2017 - A rainy day and Red Wharf Bay

The lovely weather of the last couple of days was non-existent when I woke that morning - it was grey, raining and windy, and not very nice at all. My plans for the day had been well and truly scuppered so I spent the morning watching a dvd then towards lunch time I drove over to Llangefni to get some supplies from Asda for the dogs. 

On the road into the town, and just round the corner from the supermarket, is an independent convenience store with a car park at the front and that's where I saw one of the oddest things I've seen in a while. In the corner of the car park, and nearest to the road, was an outdoor 'launderette' - two huge washing machines and a tumble dryer specially for doing duvets, pillows and throws. I've never seen anything like that before, and it must be a recent innovation as it wasn't there last year; it was so bizarre that once I'd parked the van at Asda I walked back round the corner and snapped a couple of photos of it.

Before I went into Asda I went to have a look in the nearby camping shop; I didn't think they sold tents but it was worth having a look. I was right, there wasn't a tent to be seen anywhere in the shop, it was accessories only, so I went back across the road to Asda, then with the shopping done I drove back to the camp site and spent a relaxing afternoon with my book. The rain eventually stopped, the clouds started clearing and the sun finally came out, making the late afternoon quite pleasant, so just to stop the day from being completely wasted I drove the couple of miles to Red Wharf Bay to walk the dogs and get a handful of shots. 

Back at the camp site again I re-connected everything to the electric supply, made a meal for myself and fed the dogs then settled in to watch a bit of tv. After five days I'd got used to living in the van, although I'd much rather be in a proper tent; hopefully it wouldn't be too long before I got a new one but until then I would just enjoy being a bit of a nomad.