We set off.
After some stomach churning single track mountain roads, where a look down to a sheer drop rendered me a little 'nervous', we arrived. An un-marked road led to another narrower un-marked road, the sat-nav had expired and given up. We found it because of a wind farm generator.
The people were actually lovely, their farm seemed a little un-kempt but still off we went to find the yurt.
the flies were no extra charge
plaited animal hair
It was a little, ahem, filthy, really fecking filthy, and had a stinky yurt -stink that impregnated every fibre.
I have camped lots before, I expect bugs, uncomfortable nights, mud and rain. I also hope for clean facilities.
I did the usual clean it up malarkey and invented the 'nature shower', we were secluded enough to use our state of the art shower/bath
So we all decided to have fun, get on with it and enjoy the surroundings. Wales is a beautiful country and has spectacular scenery, our neighbours were very friendly goats who came to see us every day at about 5pm. We built fires and trounced about. Some excellent charity shops gave us goodies (4 brooches in all for £3.50, a fab bag for £1.99 for me)
Our view, gorgeous, and at night we saw shooting stars and constellations
the camera photo-shopped me
Mr Foxy and the orb
Little Miss-ette and Missy got the big bed
We did lots more, but I don't want to overload you with pics
But this is where it ended
Aberystwyth on Friday
Missy became upset over the thought of returning to the yurt, I got it, I hope I'm not going to bum everyone out but it really had gotten to us.
So we packed up and left at 8.30pm
No 'Green-man' and no Vix
Bugger and Feck
I hope I haven't depressed you all,
you don't deserve it