So - about fifteen years ago, I was camping in a big way. I sold my house, got rid of all but essentials and bought a caravan to live in (it's surprising how little we actually NEED out of all the supposedly essential paraphernalia that we fill our homes with).
Here is the home I loved and lived in for 5 years -
Quite some garden, eh? I was lucky to be able to live on a private site where I was able to make a proper home - garden, shed an' all!
And I loved the caravan life so much that I bought another one, a little 2-berth Fairlane that I towed all over the place at weekends and holidays (I was working split shifts at the time).
Here's the Fairlane in the storage area of my home site where I often went to read or paint just as a change -
Please excuse the quality of these photos; they are photos of old photos and this next one was to show you my small tent (I still have it) but I can't find a way of cropping it without losing the photos of my previous much-loved dog, Todd who enjoyed the camping life as much as me.
Then came a bigger tent so that I could stand up straight and have much more space for a comfortable chair and a kitchen, rather than just somewhere to sleep. As you can see, Todd enjoyed the more luxurious surroundings too.
I foolishly let someone borrow that tent - and it came back to me with a broken zip and a tear in the side wall - there's a moral in that - so I said she could keep it and I bought a bigger tent but one that I could still erect single-handedly. It's a Khyam Classic Ridgi-Dome and the one that I currently have stored in my spare bedroom, ready for that next trip.
I do need to spread my wings, otherwise there will be a lack of photos due to my outings being to the same places all the time!!! Good excuse for another 'getaway break'!!
Maybe a getaway to the West?!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely to the West, Elizabeth; there are still many hidden beauty spots in Cornwall to discover - or even to re-discover.
ReplyDeleteThis was such an interesting post. I admit that my last camping experience was about 60 years ago when I was in the Girl Scouts...it's my youngest brother who is the expert camper in my immediate family. I really admire the various homes that you've had that allowed you to be part of the great outdoors.
ReplyDeleteDo keep us posted on future rambles with that tent! xo
You might have to wait until next year for my next camping trip, Frances - though I did spend the month of December in that blue & yellow tent (along with Todd) through gales, snow and ice, for a sponsored 'camp' to help a young local lad obtain a new wheelchair so that he could join in with his mates to play games. It was hard, but I enjoyed it and felt good!
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ReplyDeleteI have always loved the freedom of camping and spent many a holiday in a tent. As a child all our holidays were in caravans which I loved too - a bit like playing house - but I haven't done either for years.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit that a comfortable caravan holds more appeal than the tent these days, but nothing quite beats the smell of canvas and the early morning warmth of the sun when waking up in a tent. I just wish for a magic fairy to load & unload the car and set everything up for me!
ReplyDeleteWe use to do a lot of camping here and in France, when we had young children, we all use to enjoy it. The bones prefer a softer warmer bed these days!
ReplyDeleteOh I make sure of a comfortable bed even in a tent. I have an aluminium camp bed that's the same height as a normal bed, put a thick blanket on top to cushion the frame, then my sleeping bag - very warm, very comfortable. With a rug on the floor, a comfy chair and a full kitchen it's home from home. Not forgetting my trusty dog as a companion. :)
ReplyDeleteHi greatt reading your post
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