Hidden Valley

So our first real camping trip, we headed to Hidden Valley for the weekend. It was brilliant! We got there early enough to have our pick of the bays and we picked the very last one which overlooked a small beach by the river. The campsite has been recently done up and is fantastic, each bay has its own tap and electricity and the facilities were really great.

Setting up camp was great fun, although there is not as much work with a van as with a tent, we were quickly relaxing in the sun... It was so warm and so Big B decided to take a dip in the river, which turned out to be colder than it looked! He said he felt amazing afterwards, but wouldn't be doing that again in a hurry!
Little M found some friends and spent the day catching little fish in the river, while the Grub enjoyed the freedom of this new "walking" malarky! Our little dog Bo spent the weekend playing with other dogs and it was thought by all of us that she had the best time of any of us!
By the end of the day the campsite was full up with huge motorhomes, which left our little van looking quite out of place! Cute as heck though!

We spent the evening sitting around a camp fire, making s'mores! They are just too good to resist!

People say you are either the camping sort or not, well we are! I spent nearly every childhood holiday in a chalet tent, and have a special fondness for running across dewey grass to the loo in the early hours! Big B also had a childhood of camping in France and we love the "do nothing"ness of the whole affair... Nobody is busy, nobody on their way anywhere. Camping is for families who enjoy the company of one another without external entertainment, for whom each other is enough... and thats us!