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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

Thursday & Friday September 20th & 21st 2018 - Anglesey in the rain

In an almost identical repeat of the circumstances in June which resulted in a much shortened holiday to Anglesey my recently planned 10-day break down in Norfolk was also wrecked, resulting in a change of destination and departure day and a much shorter break. My regular site on Anglesey was the one place I knew I could go to without having to book in advance so Anglesey it was and I left home on a fine but cloudy Thursday morning.

On the spur of the moment I stopped off en route to visit my blogging friend Eileen and during a good natter over a mug of coffee she told me about some roadworks causing delays and disruption a bit further along the A55 - I was glad she had mentioned it as knowing the area reasonably well from previous camping trips I was able to make a detour through Abergele town centre and Old Colwyn and rejoin the A55 at the far side of the roadworks having missed any delays or traffic tailbacks.

Unfortunately, as I'd been leaving Eileen's it had started to rain and that set the tone for the rest of the day and the following day too. By the time I reached the camp site it was raining quite hard and was quite windy - I had no chance of putting up the tent in those conditions so once I'd parked in near enough the same place as last time I connected up the ehu cable and spent the rest of the day living in the van. After a couple of bouts of really heavy rain overnight the following day was very much the same and again it was a day spent in the van, though at 3.30pm the rain finally stopped, the clouds started clearing and the sun came out, so taking advantage of it while I could I took Sophie and Poppie for a walk through the caravan site next door and down to the beach.

By the time I got down to the promenade any remaining clouds had turned from grey to white, the sky was blue and it was turning into a lovely late afternoon with clear views right across to Great Orme at Llandudno on the mainland. A flight of steps went up from the back of the promenade car park so after a short walk along the beach I went to see what was at the top; a footpath ran left and right so I went left first and eventually came out at a large gravel-surfaced car park halfway up the hill at the far end of the promenade. Retracing my steps in the opposite direction the path led me between hedges and bushes and finally back down to the promenade close to where I'd emerged from the caravan site earlier on.



Back at the van I made a brew and a snack meal then settled in to read my book and watch a bit of tv. The rain had held off since earlier but it was still very windy so the bedtime dog walk later on was kept short, though after it turning into a really lovely evening I kept my fingers crossed that it had been a sign of nice weather to come the following day.