Sunday 8 September 2013

Life's for living




Our drive home took 7 hours, with a stop on the M5 for lunch.  You can see from the video that we enjoyed the journey as much as the time on the site.  As it always does when we travel in a motorhome, it got us thinking about when we can buy our own.  Time waits for no man (or woman) and my parents didn't get the chance to retire together and live their dreams, so perhaps we should do it now.  Perhaps we should make the leap and take some risk to buy our own van. There's a few things we need to line up first, but maybe, just maybe, we can actually buy our own van next year.

Back to crunching the numbers, checking, searching, dreaming.  Life's for living.




Saturday 7 September 2013

Life's for chillin'

My business card feels at home at the Maenporth beach cafe

We've had a lovely, lazy day.  It rained most of the night - hard - but the morning started nice and sunny.  After a lazy breakfast the rain came in again, but by the time we'd washed and cleaned up it was looking a lot brighter.  So we wandered down to Maenporth beach with our coats.  After a quick wander around the beach we headed onto the coastal path heading west.  After about a mile we found a large rocky cove, with lots of open, pebbly space.  We wandered around here for a while, soaking up the peace & quiet and collecting a few special stones for the deck - it's something we do at every new beach we visit!

We then headed back towards Maenporth. Ready for a break, we had a tea & coffee at the cafe on the beach.  Cathy had a scone with jam and clotted cream, I had a very tasty crab sandwich.  We then wandered onto the beach - the tide was out.  Cathy enjoyed a paddle and I bimbled around some of the rock pools. The sun was out and it was very warm, a marked difference to yesterday (when we left the van this morning there was still a pile of ice in the grass from the hail storm).

Returning to the van we sat in the sun for a while before preparing dinner.  Tonight it was a ratatouille baked in the oven with chicken thighs wrapped in Parma ham, plus sautéed potatoes, washed down with a bottle of rosé. We baked some bread rolls ready for tomorrow's lunch and I went off to do the washing up while Cathy did some packing.

We're now sat watching the clear sky darken, listening to some music.  It'll soon be time for a brew and a read before bed - with such a long journey home we have to leave the site by 0800 tomorrow morning, so will need to be up early to empty waste, unplug, pack and head off.  It's been a lovely break and we've quite enjoyed staying on one site for 4 nights, although we look forward to exploring more of Cornwall when we have our own, smaller van.  Our next motorhome trip is a long year away but we'll save up and enjoy the fortnight away in France - after all, life's for chillin'.

Maenporth beach

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Tiny mussels - a few years and they'll be big enough to eat!

Contemplating..... Meditating.... Ruminating.... Dreaming.... Wishing

Camper van apron in use in the camper van!



Friday 6 September 2013

Life's full of surprises

The golf course is white with hail but the surrounding hills are unaffected
I've just returned from day two of the Agile On the Beach conference.  All four of us (Chuck, Rob, Dan and me) really enjoyed and we have some ideas for improvements when we get back to the office.  It was a lovely sunny but slightly chilly morning as I cycled the Cornish lanes to the Tremough Campus.

But during the day the weather turned to heavy showers, which meant Cathy spent her day in and around the van.  But she read two books, learned some more Spanish, listened to some music (thanks Frank & Mandy - the speaker's great!) and cooked dinner, so when I returned the van was lovely and warm and the food in the oven smelled delicious.

My commute back to the van was interesting to say the least.  Coming out of the campus it was a lot cooler and it had clearly rained, but the roads were either gently steaming or dry.  The first half of the ride was fine but when I turned off to head down the last steep, narrow lane, I could see some hail on the road.  As I descended the hail was thicker and thicker, with rainwater pouring down the side of the lane.  As I approached the bottom of the hill there were cars stopped in the lane that clearly were struggling to move through the ice.  In some places the hailstones were 2cm deep and at the bottom it was at least 10cm deep, including quite a lot of water!  I stopped to take a few photos before carefully making my way up the hill, carefully cycling in the gully with water pouring down it.  More cars were parked in the lane so I had to walk around them. At the top of the lane, on Maenporth Road, there was a large traffic jam as cars struggled to move.  On the final descent to the campsite the water torrent had washed away most of the ice, but it was still quite slippery.  I stopped again to take a photo of the field by the road completely white, with all fields around it unaffected. Returning to the site I locked up the bike and entered the warmth of the van.

We've eaten now. (Cathy did the cooking!) The starter was our own home grown, huge pomodoro tomatoes, with goat's cheese, rapeseed oil, black pepper & Anglesey sea salt.  The main was a delicious stew of chicken, tomatoes, leek, red peppers, carrot, giant white beans, rosemary and hot paprika, cooked slowly in the oven.  With some oven baked bread rolls and a glass of wine, it went down very well. We're now sat, feet up, glass of wine, music in the background, listening to the rain. The forecast for tomorrow is heavy showers, but I'm sure we'll head off for a walk to the beach or along the coast. I've just the washing up to do then no doubt I'll soon be asleep.

Bright sun this morning, deep ice this evening - life's full of surprises.

The car is stuck in the ice

This one too



The start of the 'total gridlock' in the country lanes

The torrent of water was my escape route on the bike

10cm deep at the bottom of the hill

Like a mini-glacier in Cornwall

This looks so weird

The van's windscreen deals with the hail



Thursday 5 September 2013

Life's full of ups and downs

We remain parked up in the Pennance Mill campsite as we're booked in for 4 nights.  This is the longest we've stayed on any site - before it was 2 nights.  But we're quite enjoying putting down roots for a few days and leaving things around the van, rather than having to pack up each morning.

I was up at 0630 this morning as it was a work day for me. Four of us are attending the Agile On the Beach conference at the Tremough Campus in Penryn, over 2 days. Working for a company called On the Beach, I felt we had to attend! Luckily the campsite showers were nice and hot even at that time of the morning.  It was a bit misty first thing, but as the sun rose this soon burnt off.  I made us both a brew and had some breakfast, then packed my rucksack, left Cathy for the day and unhitched the bike from the back of the van.  Heading out of the site and turning right, I immediately hit a 12% climb - not a good way to start my day! Google maps told me it was a 4.5 mile ride to the campus.  What it omitted was the roller coaster ride of steep downs and even steeper ups.  Having lived in Cornwall in the past I should have expected this, but forgot! On small country roads I had to stop a few times to check the map, but eventually made it to the campus breathless, thighs shaking and very sweaty! It was a good job I had a granny gear on my hybrid bike.  After cooling down and a couple of strong, black coffees to steady my nerves (I'd had to cross the very busy A39), I enjoyed the first day of the conference.

In the meantime, Cathy enjoyed her breakfast of bacon, eggs and peppers before spending the day on a sunny and sheltered Maenporth beach.  Unfortunately, a 'blow out' in the bikini department meant she couldn't enjoy a swim, but she relaxed on the sand with her kindle.  As the cloud cover increased she returned to the van for lunch and a chilled out day reading.

The conference finished at 1700 and I emerged to a cool, strong breeze & mizzle.  The ride back was interesting on damp, slippery roads; Chuck passed me at one point and asked if I needed a lift as he was worried I was all over the road, but I reassured him I was fine and just avoiding the many potholes and gravel patches.  Returning to the van, I had time for a quick brew and shower before heading back up the hill to head for Gyllyngvase beach, via Swanpool beach, for the party.  Forty minutes later we headed into the marquee to get our free pint of Tribute.  A few chats later, and having been 'papped' by the official photographer, we queued up and grabbed our share of the very tasty hog roast.  Cathy told the young chef she had walked 2 miles for this so gained an extra ration!  We caught up with the other OTB guys for a chat and a couple of beers before heading back.  The beach party was good fun, with live music and an excellent location - I love Cornwall! The walk back was 'interesting' to say the least - very dark, small lanes with what seemed an endless stream of cars - had we stumbled on the Cornish equivalent of the M25!? After several stops to clamber up the bank and wave our torch at the oncoming cars, we eventually made it back to the van.  Cathy headed off to bed, glad to still be in one piece after a traumatic walk back, while I enjoyed a glass of red wine while writing up this blog - it' a dirty job but someone has to do it.

Tomorrow is another conference day for me - looking forward to it.  Cathy will plan her day depending on the weather.  The bike commute is tough, but if I did this every day I'd soon be fit.  All four of us want to go back and persuade our CEO to relocate On the Beach to - well - on the beach.....Cornwall style! There is something refreshing, invigorating and exciting about being in the south west.  Or maybe I just miss living by the sea.

Come tomorrow night, I can relax for a night and day to enjoy the local beaches and seafood.  I'm really looking forward to it and hope to return to work refreshed and reinvigorated, ready for new agile challenges.  Still loving the motorhoming life.
She's enjoying her 'free' pint of Tribute at the Beach Party
The On the Beach Dev Team - at the Agile On the Beach Party - on the beach!

Wednesday 4 September 2013

Life's a Beach




We're parked up at the Pennance Mill Campsite, about 3 miles south of Falmouth, between Swanpool and Maenporth beach. We picked up the van from Steph & Ian at Live the Dream Motorhome about 0900 and, after loading up, hit the motorways. It was a really warm day and the long, seven hour drive was only broken up by a lunch stop on the M5 and a refuel on the A30. The campsite is very quiet; clearly the families have left and so it's peaceful.

Having set up, hooked up and after a cup of tea, we headed off for a walk to the find the beach. About 20 minutes later we reached Maenporth Beach, a small sandy cove with a great looking cafe, plus a bar & grill called The Cove.  After a wander up and down the beach we took the coastal path heading north.  Cathy enjoyed the blackberries and the path was lined with lovely fragrant honeysuckle. About  2 miles on we reached Swanpool beach.  This also has a cafe right on the beach, plus a restaurant called Indaba with a great looking seafood menu - I think this will be our lunch spot on Saturday!

Stomping along the small lanes, we returned to the van ready for some food and Belgian & German beer.  We enjoyed this with some spring rolls and koftas, sat outside under the awning. In the meantime the curry was cooking in the oven.  Awning de-rigged, we moved inside to eat.  Now it's time for bed as I'm up early for day one of the Agile On the Beach conference, at Falmouth University in Penryn, along with 3 of the guys from work.  It should be a good couple of days, plus I get to cycle to work, although it's a tad hilly around here.  Coincidentally, most of the signs around here mention 'On the Beach' - lots of synchronicity going on. So time to sleep now after a long drive and an early start tomorrow. No doubt Cathy will have a lazy day!

First attempt at putting up the awning
All set up

Maenporth Beach

Maenporth Beach cafe

Above Swanpool Beach - menu looked great!

Enjoying some Belgian beer

More enjoying of Belgian beer!

Friday 23 August 2013

Blogging on the Move

During our last trip to France I wanted to write up and post a blog entry each day, but didn't want the hassle of also taking the MacBook, which would have needed 240v to charge up.  I had the iPad so in theory could have logged into the blog, but I wanted a tool I could use on the iPad to write up the blog offline and upload it later. This was mainly because I knew we wouldn't always have WiFi access.

I decided on using the Posts App for the iPad.  This is a really simple tool that syncs with my blogs and allows me to manage all my posts offline, then sync with and upload to the main site when I had WiFi access. It was really easy to use, allowing me to tag posts and also manage photos.

Adding photos to blog posts written on the iPad when on the move presented a different problem.  I got around this by using the Camera Connection Kit for the iPad.  This meant photos could be taken on a decent digital camera, then the SD card could be plugged in to the iPad to upload and edit the photos.  It was easy to select the photos for each blog post.  I also saved the photos in my Dropbox account which meant, on returning home, it was easy to transfer the photos to the MacBook.


Monday 1 July 2013

Reflections on our 2013 Motorhome Tour


We continue to research which van will be best for us when we eventually have the funds to buy our own. In the meantime we use our main holiday each year to combine our love of travel with trying out different van layouts.  Last year we travelled to Northumberland in a Chausson Welcome 85.  We liked the fixed French bed, plus the quality of the Chausson fittings.  This year we chose to spend two weeks touring France in a CI Mizar, a larger van than the Chausson, but this time with a fixed island bed.  On both occasions, we hired our van from Live The Dream Motorhome Hire, based in our next door village in Anderton, Cheshire.  The owners, husband and wife team - Ian & Steph - provide an excellent service and, as motorhomers themselves for many years, know more about the subject than anyone else we know. We cannot recommend them highly enough.

The Tour
We spent two weeks touring France from 1 - 15 June 2013. We didn't plan a full day-by-day itinerary but we had a couple of places we wanted to visit.  Cathy had an urge to wild swim in the Ardeche so that was definitely on the list.  Also, on the way down I wanted to visit an old friend from my Navy days, who lives with his family a few miles from Dijon.  Apart from that we were free to go where we liked, so long as we made it back to Calais to catch the tunnel on the 15th.

We had a plan to travel down the Eastern side of France, spend a few days in the Ardeche, then travel up through Dordogne, Lot, Limousin and back north.  But, to be honest, we vastly under-estimated both the size of France and the mileage we needed to cover to get around.  We drove over 3,500 miles during our two weeks. In general terms this equated to about 5-6 hours on the road each day. We saw a lot of France, which meant we have a good idea of which areas we want to visit again.  However, it meant an early start each day and, by the time we reached our destination, it was late afternoon and we were too tired to explore or enjoy the spot.  So next time we plan to move less than 2 hours between overnight stops.  I suspect we'll hug the coastline, dropping inland for a change every couple of days.  The thing is, whilst we enjoyed seeing the heart of France, our first love is the sea. It's where we're at our happiest and most relaxed, so I think we'll be spending more time beach-bumming next time.

The Crossing
We travelled via the Channel Tunnel.  In the past, when we lived in Gosport and travelled to France in our car, a 20 minute drive to the Portsmouth ferry port was easy.  Although it entailed a 6-7 hour crossing, this was tolerable, especially if we booked a cabin.  However, a long ferry crossing in a motorhome is expensive - in fact it's very expensive.  As the transit time from home to Folkestone is about the same as to Portsmouth, the tunnel was a viable alternative.  We booked our tunnel crossing using the Tesco Clubcard Voucher scheme - effectively this meant our return crossing was 'free'. The booking process was easy and the check-in and crossing was stress-free.  If you're in a motorhome and are happy to start your journey in Calais, this is well worth the saving in time and money.  As we had arrived quite late in France we decided to park overnight in the motorhome parking in Cite De Europe, which is across the road from the Carrefour hypermarket.  We were able to buy some goodies for the first few days and marvel at the seafood, goodies and patisserie on sale!

Aires vs Campsites

Part of our holiday was to try out the Aires which are readily available in France.  Several months before we travelled we bought the 'All the Aires' book from Vicarious Books.    We also bought the ACSI campsites guide and discount card as we believed we'd need electric hook up regularly, wifi plus access to long, hot showers.  During our 14 nights away we wild camped twice, stayed on two campsites and the  rest of the time stayed on Aires.

We really liked the Aires. We felt much more relaxed when staying on them and, in general, they were all close to the centres of the towns.  Although there were a couple of Aires that either we thought unsuitable (sloping pitches) or couldn't get in (wouldn't accept our credit card) we managed to stay on all those we chose.  Also there were only motorhomes, so it felt much more of a community, whilst respecting each other's privacy.  I'd read in the guide that you couldn't put out tables, chairs or awnings on Aires, nor use BBQs.  On the smaller Aires this was for practical reasons, but on the larger ones there was plenty of room to use the outside space. Even on the smaller Aires there was normally some space behind the van to put out a chair.  There were various ways to drop waste and take on water.  Some were credit card payment, some needed some form of token and a couple were free, at least to empty the toilet.  Where tokens were needed, they were normally bought at the local mini-market, tabac or tourist information office.  On a couple of aires the price included electricity but, other than that, we didn't bother with hook up. The only downside with the Aires book was the co-ordinates aren't in a format that could be used on Google Maps, although they were fine for the satnav.

We stayed on two 'ACSI' campsites. The card was readily accepted and the staff were friendly and welcoming.  In general the pitches were fine, although it was a bit of a pain walking or driving around to find one suitable for the motorhome, particularly under the stare and glare of other campers, especially the caravanners! We didn't really feel comfortable on these.  The toilet & shower blocks were adequate, although the water was normally only lukewarm and were mostly mixed. Cathy wanted the showers to have a good, long hair wash. Perhaps we were just unlucky.  However, the washing up facilities were useful as was the electric hook up.  We also made full use of the wifi - on one site it was free but on the other it cost €10 for 5 hours, which almost doubled the cost of our stay. It was just as easy to stop at a McDonalds to use their free wifi with a cup of coffee. We'd probably still use a campsite about once a week for the laundry facilities, longer showers and electric hook up.  But I don't think we'd bother with the ACSI scheme again as there were loads of campsites, many of which offered the same rates as the ACSI ones.  We didn't need the pools, entertainment and restaurants that many of them had; we much preferred the smaller, quieter campsites.

Our two nights wild camping were the first night in the Cite de Europe motorhome parking in Calais, and in the 'port' car park by the Burgundy Canal.  Wild camping is easy enough - I think the only criteria is if we feel safe to park and stay there overnight.  In a small van wild camping will be easier.

The Motorhome
We hired a CI Mizar.  It had a rear island bed, which was a layout we wanted to try.  It was a longer van than we'd hired before - 7.30m plus bike rack, 2.31m wide plus wing mirrors and 3.10m high with the satellite dome.  It was a 3L automatic, which made it easier to drive and I used the cruise control more than I expected.  The cab seats swivelled around and there was an L-shaped seat on one side and a side seat on the other.  The table could be swivelled around and moved side to side (or back and forth), but we found the table a bit too big - it always seemed to be in the way.  The cooker was very good - 4 gas rings, a decent grill and a very good full sized oven.  The downside was that it took up a lot of room that we'd preferred as storage.  Also, the sink had no cover so prep space was minimal.  There was a large fridge with a big freezer compartment.  But we think we could have lived with a smaller one to create more storage.  Access to the cutlery drawer was a real pain as it was above the fridge freezer and so above eye height for us.  We had to open a cupboard to access this drawer and above this was the main kitchen equipment cupboard - we had to more or less empty it each time we wanted to get to anything. The higher cupboards were good, although adding a shelf in a couple of them would have increased storage options. The separate shower cubicle at the foot of the bed was large and light and the shower powerful. Equally, the separate toilet and wash basin on the opposite side were good.  We also liked the door that separated the bedroom from the rest of the van.  Either side of the bed we each had a half wardrobe but we found clothes fell off the rail during transit. The double bed was very comfy and spacious although we didn't like the space either side of the bed as much as we expected - it was a bit cramped and hard to access the floor to clean.  The bed lifted up to access plenty of storage underneath.  The garage area was fine but we found we had to remove a lot of things to get to some items stored in the middle. It had a large awning but we didn't use this.

Although a nice van, we realised the island bed isn't for us - we actually preferred the fixed French bed, which surprised us.  Given its length and width it was quite stressful driving it on smaller roads and there were a number of places, mainly wild swimming spots, that we just couldn't get to.  It would also have been a bit tight on some of the smaller Aires.  It's made us realise that we think we'd prefer a high top van conversion, such as an Adria Twin.  Although more compact inside with limited cooking facilities and a wet room, it still has a fixed double bed, heating, seating and adequate storage.  But, more importantly for us, it's size means we can get to many more places, especially in this country, such as Cornwall and some of the wilder areas of the Lakes.  So we continue to learn about what type of van will suit us and are refining our ideas accordingly.

Summary
This was a great trip.  We saw loads of France and have a few areas we'd like to spend more time in. We also learnt about slowing down our journey.  We have a better idea of the type of van we'd like to buy.  Most importantly, we remain excited and committed to buying our own van and escaping to the sun!





Saturday 22 June 2013

Passing Off with pride

Yesterday we attended Chris' Passing Off Parade at ATR Pirbright.  He and his fellow recruits have worked extremely hard over the past 14 weeks, starting as wet behind the ears civvies and finishing as trained soldiers.  They've learnt to live and fight in the field, shoot, apply first aid, casevac wounded colleagues, clean, iron, march, tab, run - in fact anything a soldier needs to do.

We stayed overnight in Farnborough and the next morning drove to the camp. On arrival we waited with other families by the NAAFI before moving to the parade square seating.  One of the Corporals was the 'warm-up act', getting us to practice our cheering and clapping!  Then we had to give three loud cheers, which was the signal for the Royal Logistics Corps band to strike up and commence the March On.

As the band appeared and the two platoons marched on, the cheers and clapping clearly did it's job - we could see the pride in their faces.  Once in position the Inspecting Officer, Brigadier Davies, OBE, MC inspected the platoons.  He stopped to talk to Chris, asking him which regiment he's joining and whether he'd enjoyed his training. Once the platoons were inspected they marched forward for the prize winners to collect their trophies.

The Brigadier then spoke to them all to congratulate them and tell them they were now professional soldiers and part of the Army family.  After a few prayers from the 'Bish' they formed up for the March Past.  I think we both filled up as they marched past the dais, with cheering, clapping and a few tears!

After that we returned to the NAAFI where Chris finally joined us, so we could congratulate him and I could buy him his first pint in 7 weeks! We went for lunch in the cookhouse and then he went off to clear up the block and bring his bags down.  Finally he escaped from Pirbright to head home, once we finally fought our way through the Friday motorway traffic.

It was a great day. We are immensely proud of his achievements, but more pleased for him. He's overcome many hurdles over the years to get to this point and has shown true grit, determination and courage to get to the end of Phase 1 training; another 30 potential recruits will have failed for everyone one that achieves.  Chris now has a couple of weeks off before reporting to the Armoured Corps Training Regiment in Bovington, Dorset, for 6 months of trade training.  After that he'll join his regiment in Hohne, Germany.

But now, he's no longer Recruit Jackson - he is now Trooper Jackson, 9th/12th Lancers.  And we're very proud of him!

Standing Easy as the Brigadier addresses them





First pint in 7 weeks!





Off to the pub for some Father and Son bonding!

Saturday 15 June 2013

Last Stage of the 2013 Tour

Saturday 15 June 2013

We're now back at home, the washing machine is on and most other things are put away. As always when returning from holiday, there was a pile of mail to deal with. Cathy also went straight outside to spend a couple of hours tending her garden (which has grown a huge amount in 2 weeks and is looking great), while I washed Sportie and the bike - priorities!

My alarm went off at 0500 this morning (0400 BST) and after a quick breakfast we dropped waste and left the Aire for the short drive to the Tunnel terminal. By this time it was strong winds and torrential rain, so we sort of expected the same in the UK - but we've spent this afternoon in hot sunshine.  Having persuaded the cheerful (not!) British Border Agency lady that it was us on our passports, we queued up to join the train. During the crossing we spent most of the time cleaning the van, but also took the opportunity to lie on the bed as we sped under the sea! We arrived on time in Folkestone at about 0700 UK time and hit the motorway for the long drive north.  A couple of breaks to refuel (us and the van) and we arrived back at the unit in Anderton at about 1400.  Steph & Ian welcomed us back and I was very relieved with their understanding attitude to the damage to the van and that Ian had already ordered the replacement panels.  Thank you both again for all the advice and help during our journey to "travel in a motorhome". We'll see you again soon and certainly for our next trip in September to Cornwall.

We're now catching up with the outside world and I'm updating our blog.  Over the next couple of days I'll add the remaining photos to our later blogs (after the camera broke) and also add Google Map and other links to the various places we visited.  I'll also add a further blog on our thoughts on the overall trip and some more information on the Aires and Campsites we visited, probably on a separate page.  Until then we're crashing out after a long return journey.  We enjoyed most of it, dreaded some of it, saw loads of new sites and learned a great deal about long term motorhoming abroad and the type,of van we think will suit our needs. More to come in a later blog.


Friday 14 June 2013

Final day - "Final Fling"

Friday 14 June 2013

We're parked in an Aire in Calais, next to the ferry port. We need to be here to be up early tomorrow morning to drop fluids and catch the 0720 tunnel to Folkestone arriving at 0655 BST.
We enjoyed the peace and quiet of last night's Aire and had a lazy morning (for us).  The cold water yodel alarm (Cathy shrieking in the shower!) alerted me to a problem - no hot water.  I checked and changed the fuse but that didn't make any difference.  I also checked we still had gas.  We were also quite low on water so I thought perhaps this was a safety feature to prevent the heating element burning out.  But after topping up with water we still had no hot.  Oh well, at least Cathy had her (cold) shower and hair wash.  It's a submariner's dhoby for me until we get home. We had an omelette for breakfast with some of our emergency baguette stored in the freezer, plus a brew.  After a bit of a tidy up we sat outside in the sunshine, mainly to let Cathy's hair dry so she could take advantage of the electricity to burn her hair straight.  Electric disconnected and everything secured, we moved over to the service point to drop waste and top up with fresh water.  There was no thread on the tap so we had our first try at topping up with the collapsible water container and funnel.  It worked fine albeit it a little slow - Cathy managed it well on her own though - I would have soaked my t-shirt and shorts in the process.

We punched in the coordinates for an Aire by the sea and headed off through the countryside.  "That Woman" seemed to be behaving herself today, although some of the roads were a little on the narrow side - I was particularly unnerved when a large HGV overtook me at speed on a narrow, winding country road - as if my driving confidence isn't shot through already :-(

We arrived at Le Crotoy at about 1230 - lunchtime.  The Aire was already busy.  It says it can take up to 50 vans, but I think there were far more than that there, although it doesn't seem too crowded.  We're parked on a sandy but hard surface with a view over the estuary from the port windows.  We took a walk along the harbour wall and stopped off at a restaurant for a lovely seafood lunch, watching the market stall holders pack up from their morning's trading.  We walked back to the van to sit and chill in the sun before heading off for our final couple of hours driving in France, heading for Calais.

We've just had a text from Chris saying he's passed the final test of his Army basic training - a full week out on exercise putting into practice all he's learned in the past 13 weeks - known as Exercise "Final Fling". This is marvellous news and of course we're hugely proud of him. But, more importantly, we're pleased for him.  He's had to overcome some major obstacles to get to this point, some would say from the very bottom of the gutter. That he's achieved this is testament to the grit, determination, courage and bloody self-mindedness that we always knew he had, but he hadn't yet tapped into.  Only one in 30 potential recruits make it to this point, so it's a massive achievement. We'll be very proud to attend his passing out parade at Pirbright next Friday, before he moves on to the next phase of training with his chosen regiment - the 9th/12th Lancers.  I think this Dad, perhaps like others, will have some grit in his eye next week, making them a bit runny!

Leaving Le Crotoy we drove the 2 hours to the Aire in Calais, including our one and only section of toll motorway - for about 5 miles at the princely sum of €1.60 - what's the point? This Aire is a little like those wild places you see in The Waterworld film, or perhaps The Land That Time Forgot! All nationalities, but mostly Brits, and mostly looking like they've been sat outside the front of their van drinking all day.  Or perhaps they've been parked here for a fortnight, slowly turning brown on the outside and pickled on the inside!  This Aire is a definite cul-de-sac, yet at least 10 French cars a minute drive down, gawp at everyone, turn around and drive off. We sat out for a while outside then went for a walk along the sandy beach.  We had a meal inside the van and are now clearing up, ready for our trip back to the Grim North in the morning. See you on the other side......




Aire by the beach in Le Crotoy


A busy Aire right next to the Calais ferry terminal

Last evening of sun