Roughing it!

Arrr ooooh ummm.......
It's taken almost a week to get back into the swing of everyday living following our third camping expedition this year.
We started off back in April with a glamping trip to Dorset in one of those truly fabulouso large canvas tents with wooden floorboards, 3 divine bedrooms, vintage everythings and a flush loo! July took us to Suffolk to share a super dooper week at our annual home educators Summer festival with lots of lovely friends. On that occasion we resided in our lovely 'bell tent' with cool canvas walls and all the mod comping cons.
Well this last trip was to North Devon and we roughed it! Well not completely, we did take a tent (rather old and fragile) and a cooker, plus camp beds etc, but nothing posh, just the very essential basics. That's all you need. I do love the freedom and liberation that comes with having very little, it airs the creative side of my soul and gives me a jolly good rest from the clutter and chaos of life in the real world. Dreaming again!!!!!!

 This was to be a beach holiday of sorts, not sunbathing and surfing but sandcastles and rock pools. It was  a little overcast on this particular day but all had a jolly good time!

 Ripples in the sand......

 The perfect view!

 All patriotic even in the harbour...

 Small boy climbs a very steep ladder to show me a starfish he has found...he ended up rescuing many :-)

 A ship wreck., the perfect place to become pirates!

 My crochet cushion cover that gained lots of attention and has actually been finished!

 Jenny dog came too, soaking up the warmth of the sand and the sea air!

Pretty boats in the harbour with the tide out. Much interest resulted.

We spent a week camping in a farmers field with no entertainment or commercialism on site, only loos and showers. The North Devon coast provided much entertainment for little money should you wish. It was exactly what we needed. We visited the pretty little village of Clovelly with its donkeys and cobbled streets, the cliff railway in Linton, the old harbour in Ilfracombe and many bays along the way. The children collected jewels on the beach, how many of us remember doing that? Such fun times are lost these days for many. There are still priceless adventures to be had if only you look and remember.....xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx