Saturday, 27 December 2014

Rain, Sleet, Snow, Ice.....and Sun


Drove up in driving rain, keeping a respectful 60mph distance between me and a lorry for three comforting hours. The lorry acting as the leader along a very wet, sleety M40. Arrived at the Withal just off M42 campsite just after six i.e. just as it was closing for the night, just as the snow started to lay - a perfect combination: here's the access card, no time to sign in, park anywhere, pay tomorrow.

The snow turned to sleet then to rain as we pitched and just to add spice to the set up  E decided to put the canopy up, despite the lack of sun,  arguing it gave protection form the rain when going to the toilet at night!

Eventually settled down to an excellent cold meal, in the warmth of the Bongo, of ham & turkey salad (big thanks to Estelle E's sister for her cooking) with a selection  of cheeses and chocolates ( Ferrero Rocher®) washed down with a very nice Vintage Cava. All snug in Bongo, with the heater courtesy of the hook-up & a 2W fan heater.

Woke to find we are not alone. Although not full there were sufficient caravans and campervans for us not to feel lonely. One even had lights to add a bit of festive cheer!




Wednesday, 24 December 2014

More on Folkestone's East Cliff

Folkestone's East Cliff has inspired Ebun to paint Folkestone and its cliffs as that was her childhood home:

Ware Bay Crescent Unfinished, (2104), oil on canvas, 150cm by 50 cm 
For more on Ebun's work check out her website , while here is the seascape that inspired Ware Bay Crescent  :








Christmas Eve Eve, Folkestone


Here we are wild camping on the East Cliff at Folkestone. Absolutely superb. What a view ?!

Breakfast of coffee & chocolate biscuits reading a book wrapped in the duvet&sleeping bags. Brings back memories of all that was good about the trip this summer. Big Views & Big Horizons - BVBH - almost everywhere we stayed. Quite the opposite of terraced house living & commuter train travelling in London. 


The longing for BVBH apparent touches a primeval nerve, dating back to when Men&Women walked on the plains of Africa as hunters. It makes sense that there's some Neanderthal emotional connection as we still have physical connections with our wandering, hunting ancestors  thru vestigial organs like the gall bladder. Then there's that fear of snakes&spiders many of us have; some argue it dates back to the caves our Neanderthal ancestors sort protection in. They were alarmed to surprise a sinister looking snake or spider in those dark recesses. 


So, no wonder BVBH are so important - a primeval memory that is with us to this day.

BTW those cliffs are real dangerous....