'Is that a chough or a crow wearing lipstick?' Mr Fluffy was never great at ornithology.
Day one was sunny and bright but it went downhill after that. Having walked 50 miles of the 150 mile South West Coast Path, the rain finally beat the two chaps and they called it a day at Coverack. As Donna and I drove down west through the thick mist and driving rain we wondered what sort of drowned rats would be awaiting us. The boots were off. Soggy socks draped over backpacks, hats drooping under the watery strain, and the wan smiles forced on their two faces told us all we needed to know. It was time to call it a day and wait for a more, shall we say, clement bit of weather to complete the trek.
For photos of the adventurers and a map of their walk click here.
MOTORHOME GETAWAYS Graham, Kerriann, and their chorkie, Hugo, head off to explore Europe and the UK in their Hymer, Dickie. There is usually a theme, be it stone circles, Black Madonnas or just fabulous cheese. Let's see what it turns out to be this time.
Tuesday, 25 August 2015
Saturday, 1 August 2015
Driving Mr Dickie
'It's only a twenty minute walk to Mevagissey'.
The warden on the desk at Heligan Wood campsite is in desperate need of a map and a watch. An hour after leaving the site we arrived at aforementioned town cursing the woman and dreading the uphill walk back to Dickie.
Having just completed my first ever Dickie drive without Mr Fluffy I needed something more akin to a gin and tonic as opposed to a massive walk but I'm hoping my buttocks are the perter for it. We arrived unscathed apart from a rather distressed steering wheel which now has a permanent imprint of my sweaty palms.
The geographically challenged warden was forgiven when we realised it was only a two minute walk to Heligan Gardens to see the Kneehigh production of Michael Morpurgo's 946. David's friend Lez Brotherston designed the show and suggested we come and see it. It was well worth the drive down. Kneehigh always put on a fab show and we were lucky enough to go the the cast party afterwards for a few small beverages. As we had only a teeny walk back to Dickie I could indulge in a red wine or two.
If anyone is interested in seeing a show or visiting the gardens at Heligan in Cornwall I can recommend a stay at Heligan Woods Campsite. Just be wary of their directions.
The warden on the desk at Heligan Wood campsite is in desperate need of a map and a watch. An hour after leaving the site we arrived at aforementioned town cursing the woman and dreading the uphill walk back to Dickie.
Having just completed my first ever Dickie drive without Mr Fluffy I needed something more akin to a gin and tonic as opposed to a massive walk but I'm hoping my buttocks are the perter for it. We arrived unscathed apart from a rather distressed steering wheel which now has a permanent imprint of my sweaty palms.
Gripping to excess |
The geographically challenged warden was forgiven when we realised it was only a two minute walk to Heligan Gardens to see the Kneehigh production of Michael Morpurgo's 946. David's friend Lez Brotherston designed the show and suggested we come and see it. It was well worth the drive down. Kneehigh always put on a fab show and we were lucky enough to go the the cast party afterwards for a few small beverages. As we had only a teeny walk back to Dickie I could indulge in a red wine or two.
What a massive frock - with Lez and David - oh and Hugo |
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