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Published: October 7th 2008
We're a bit late in publishing this and weren't going to bother but our blog hits are a bit low at the moment so here goes!
Back in August we braved the scorching heat of the British summer and decided to go camping. Armed with shorts, T-shirts, Factor 50 sun cream and Mosquito nets we hurtled down the M4 early on Saturday morning in glorious sunshine ready for a great weekend!
There was one small flaw in our plan - we were going to Wales, and our campsite was called "Hill Top Farm". Typically as soon as we had crossed the severn bridge and paid our £5 to get into the stunning country the inevitable happened????? It started to rain! Not just a light shower but more like a torrential down pour with hurricane force winds as well! Ok a bit of an exaggeration but it was definitely sunny in England and not in Wales!
Not to be deterred we headed straight for the beach to meet Gerry and Tracy and the gang for a spot of rain bathing - the only chance of getting burnt was from the
sand being whipped up along the beach by the wind! Not wanting to be defeated the girls went for a nice cliff top walk whilst Gerry and I decided the driest and warmest place to be was in the water.
We went out in the Kayaks with a spear gun and went in search of our supper. Gerry being the experienced fisherman forgot his mask so we had to share. Visibility was not great but the odd fish was to be found. I managed to spear a huge Pollock - it looked big under water anyway. Gerry didn't fail us and got the Sea Bass we had all been looking forward to for dinner.
Sally headed back to the shelter of "Hill Top Farm" to put the tent up whilst we had a well deserved beer. She did a good job of putting the tent up alone in the wind and it also stayed up for the rest of the weekend which was a bonus.
The weather was on the brink of turning and just as we lit the BBQ it decided it would. Rain and wind then
lashed the campsite for the rest of the night. In true British form we were not to be defeated. Debbie arrived with a Gazebo which provided a bit of shelter and we managed to cook enough food to keep everyone happy. The guitar came out, the beer flowed and despite being soaked a fun night was had by all.
The following day there was a break in the clouds so we went in search of sun, sand, sea, and surf - well some of us did, the remainder slept followed but slept on the beach. There was some impressive surfing by the more energetic and even a game of touch rugby. Sally and Gerry went swimming for a few seconds some of us even got a little sun burnt.
Another night (which was less wet than the previous evening) of good food, beer, music, and of course company was had by all before departing the next morning back to civilisation and sun! Looking forward to the next trip and thanks to Tracy and Gerry for organising, next time can we go to the South of France?
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