Sowester

So it's back at work after a fine weekend away camping in the South-West. I've never really gone on a proper camping trip before, but this made for a lot of fun, even if on arrival at a rural site near Plymouth it was pitch black, raining, and we had little idea of how to get the tent up. However after a friendly helping hand from the people in the next tent we were away, and sheltered from what was particularly inclement weather.

It wasn't the 100% camping experience that some stalwart campers might argue for. We didn't cook our every meal off a gas stove. To be honest, we were far from sufficiently prepared for such a highlife. The most we managed ourselves was a few pots of tea and the best a Kelloggs Variety pack could offer. It's years since I've had some Frosties, and now there's even chocolate coated Frosties. Twice as heathy no doubt.

The South-West is fine corner of the country to visit, and it's easy to see why the campsites were chocka full of tourers. Craggy coasts pot marked with quaint fishing villages, and charming cliff-top walks, following the twists and turns of the coastline.

More tomorrow.