Apologies for the huge gap since my last post, we’ve had ‘stuff’ going on. I’m now trying to play catch up, so here’s something I wrote some time ago about our first camping weekend of the year.
After winter, we found it difficult to motivate ourselves into doing anything. At the beginning of March, the weatherman predicted a sunny, if a bit chilly, weekend. We debated all week weather to pack up the camping gear and go off for the weekend. We were suffering from the winter blues and couldn’t galvanize ourselves into action. I’m sure you all know the feeling. We were still hemming and hawing and dithering about on Friday – we needed something to kickstart ourselves into action!
Saturday morning dawned and here we still were, stuck at home. We gave ourselves a good talking to, told ourselves to pull our socks up and snap out of the winter doldrums! By mid-morning we were rushing around, grabbing our gear and cramming it into our panniers. No point in doing anything by halves, we might as well make it a cycle camping weekend!
Having checked with the campsite that they weren’t still under water from the winter storms, we set off to camp in the New Forest, approx. an 18-mile bike ride away. Most of the campsite was actually closed due to boggy ground, but part of one field was open and we happily set up camp in the sunshine, so glad that we had eventually made the effort to get away.