Mousy
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Picked up the van, great handover by clvwales, gingerly drove 10 mins up the road to a small site near Carmarthen. Unsurprisingly we were the only ones there except some caravans stored for winter. Nobody to watch our amateur set up moves! Lost the light at 4ish so after an early supper we were tucked up in our duvalay's by 6.30, all the excitement had worn us out!!
Woke up freezing at 2am, I'm crawling around looking for the torch to read the manuals, mr mousy out for the count (or doing a good impression). Finally get gas heater working, only to wake up in a sweaty mess 2 hours later...
Up with the larks, not enough hot water for a shower, manuals out again..
Off to Aberystwyth, automatic Mercedes drives beautifully, arrive at sons uni halls, from the look on his face as he ambles towards us across the car park, he's mortified that his middle aged parents are very enthusiastically waving from a motorhome. Mr mousy shouting "we've come for the week" didn't help.
Sat nav gives up the ghost in Machynyneth. I use a tourist leaflet from portmeirion as a map...with mixed results.
Up to Barmouth, arriving at a proper site with other motorhomes again as the light fades. After some grub, showers and wine we break open the box set of game of thrones. Feels much later than it is when we retire at 9pm!
Next day and the weather has held, crisp blue sky's as we walk along the beach to Barmouth...only to find it shut..til March. This turns out to be a theme, although we love the lack of people, open roads and bare beaches it's a tad sad too.
We mossie up to portmeirion the Italianite village, beautiful in the bright sunshine, open, just us and a few others (bet it's heaving in summer). Onwards to abersoch and the Llyn peninsula (purchasing new maps on way). Abersoch may be open but there are few people about, strangely very expensive clothing shops like Jack Wills and crew clothing so we figure this might be the Croyde of the north.
We find no sites open so park behind the village hall and 'wild camp' it feels daring and exciting, we feel rebellious just tucked away in the corner, we feel wild, it goes to our head.. Let's do this everywhere we cry, til again there are cold showers in the morning. We can't seem to manage our limited resources yet.
Onto Anglesey another dry but cloudy day, we explore the island, again finding empty beaches, we stay at Dulias estuary, small site again on our own just 5 pitches all with ehu and water, lovely walk to the bay. Games of thrones is heating up, mr mousy starts calling me 'my lady' and when we are insulted by a passing lorry driver I shout 'off with his head'. We find north wales with its castles, mountains and waterfalls the perfect place to watch this series. Oh and mr m quite enjoys all the bare boobs. (On the DVD not the people of Anglesey).
We start making our way back home via the meni bridge, windows in as it's only 2.somthing metres wide. Snowdonia is beautiful full of orange, red and dull green colours far too autumnal for the time of year, we see a little more of it than we would like due to my remedial nav skills (sat nav top of christmas list).
As we drive home we recap on our first trip out...we've been to new places, the van is a dream to drive, we've managed to park wherever we liked, we've eaten well and sussed out the minimal effort required to make up the beds, and a bit more work with the vans operating systems and we should be alright. What did we forget? Mr M's pants and socks...
Oh and mr mousy forgot to use the reversing camera and backed into the neighbours wall... Well it couldn't all go swimmingly could it!?
(3.5k insurance claim 6-8 weeks to repair...ouch):shout::thumb:
Woke up freezing at 2am, I'm crawling around looking for the torch to read the manuals, mr mousy out for the count (or doing a good impression). Finally get gas heater working, only to wake up in a sweaty mess 2 hours later...
Up with the larks, not enough hot water for a shower, manuals out again..
Off to Aberystwyth, automatic Mercedes drives beautifully, arrive at sons uni halls, from the look on his face as he ambles towards us across the car park, he's mortified that his middle aged parents are very enthusiastically waving from a motorhome. Mr mousy shouting "we've come for the week" didn't help.
Sat nav gives up the ghost in Machynyneth. I use a tourist leaflet from portmeirion as a map...with mixed results.
Up to Barmouth, arriving at a proper site with other motorhomes again as the light fades. After some grub, showers and wine we break open the box set of game of thrones. Feels much later than it is when we retire at 9pm!
Next day and the weather has held, crisp blue sky's as we walk along the beach to Barmouth...only to find it shut..til March. This turns out to be a theme, although we love the lack of people, open roads and bare beaches it's a tad sad too.
We mossie up to portmeirion the Italianite village, beautiful in the bright sunshine, open, just us and a few others (bet it's heaving in summer). Onwards to abersoch and the Llyn peninsula (purchasing new maps on way). Abersoch may be open but there are few people about, strangely very expensive clothing shops like Jack Wills and crew clothing so we figure this might be the Croyde of the north.
We find no sites open so park behind the village hall and 'wild camp' it feels daring and exciting, we feel rebellious just tucked away in the corner, we feel wild, it goes to our head.. Let's do this everywhere we cry, til again there are cold showers in the morning. We can't seem to manage our limited resources yet.
Onto Anglesey another dry but cloudy day, we explore the island, again finding empty beaches, we stay at Dulias estuary, small site again on our own just 5 pitches all with ehu and water, lovely walk to the bay. Games of thrones is heating up, mr mousy starts calling me 'my lady' and when we are insulted by a passing lorry driver I shout 'off with his head'. We find north wales with its castles, mountains and waterfalls the perfect place to watch this series. Oh and mr m quite enjoys all the bare boobs. (On the DVD not the people of Anglesey).
We start making our way back home via the meni bridge, windows in as it's only 2.somthing metres wide. Snowdonia is beautiful full of orange, red and dull green colours far too autumnal for the time of year, we see a little more of it than we would like due to my remedial nav skills (sat nav top of christmas list).
As we drive home we recap on our first trip out...we've been to new places, the van is a dream to drive, we've managed to park wherever we liked, we've eaten well and sussed out the minimal effort required to make up the beds, and a bit more work with the vans operating systems and we should be alright. What did we forget? Mr M's pants and socks...
Oh and mr mousy forgot to use the reversing camera and backed into the neighbours wall... Well it couldn't all go swimmingly could it!?
(3.5k insurance claim 6-8 weeks to repair...ouch):shout::thumb:
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we will remain positive and remember the good times.
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