Rosie’s Rural Retreat

An opportunity arose to pack and go for a night with two of the grandchildren so we headed off to South Leicestershire and found a small but perfectly formed campsite near Medbourne.

Rural Relaxing is a hidden gem, off the road that runs through to the village and neighbours a field of sheep. When you arrive you have to master a number of gates – there is some over-zealous notices reminding you. Must have had a lot of bother previously.

Anyway it has small, eco-friendly facilities – ladies is the left bunny and gents to the right bunny. There is a welcome cabin where there are lots of things for you to borrow plus barbecue, fire pits and sun chairs and tables. Washing up facilities could be better – just the cold tap – but we were the only campers so we nipped in the loo for hot water.

Yes we had the whole campsite to ourselves – well not quite – some young people stayed in the cabin but we hardly knew they were there. The campsite also has glamping facilities with two safari tents and six bell tents. It was very peaceful.

Camping with kids is fun if you get them involved. We had ‘tent peg boy’

And interiors were arranged by ‘interiors girl’ who was happy putting food away, laying carpet and setting table for dinner.

After a fantastic burger made by the kids and cooked by Dubber we toasted marshmallows and ate them as s’mores getting very sticky in the process. There was an amazing sunset then it got dark and chilly quickly.

Inside our heated awning I introduced the kids, now in their onesies, to the card game of Old Maid which they found funny. After a game of Uno (I won, I won) the kids settled themselves to bed, one in the hammock and one in the pop-up. Dubber and I settled down for what became a really frustrating game of Skipbo.

Morning came after interrupted sleep – there were three in the bed and the little one said I want more bed than anyone else!! Cereal and bacon butties satisfied the appetite that comes from being outside then we packed up ready for our son and daughter-in-law to reclaim them.

We all travelled about 20 minutes away to Foxton Locks Inn for Sunday roast which was excellent from the carvery.

Then we wandered by the canal helping open and close the gates on the Locks as boats went through.

Foxton Locks is a great place to take kids. There’s the watching and helping of boats through the 10 Locks plus a really interesting museum, (here’s tent peg boy as a canal boatman)

plenty of footpaths, ducks to feed and the canal shop to explore.

We had a really good trip and the fresh air is always good for wearing kids out.

If you take kids out in the van:

-have plenty of jobs they can do or help with

– take plenty of snacks

– take plenty of games – some of the old ones like snakes and ladders and Old Maid are the best fun

– prepare for bed sharing particularly if the night is cold

– if they are your grandkids get lots of hugs and kisses in – love ’em 💕

Dubber to the rescue

Day 9 and hurray the wind has dropped. The sun is shining. We can take off our coats and jumpers, it’s t-shirt weather….just! By the time we leave Stornoway and head for Callinish we need jumpers back on but it’s pleasant.

  We take walk number 4 from our little book to the iconic Callanish Standing Stones. Amazing to think they have been there nearly 5000 years. How they got there and what the significance is, isn’t known, but the site is certainly worth a visit.
  We travel on to find somewhere to stop for lunch. It’s so good putting the kettle on. Whilst we sit there Mrs Duck waddles past with her ten ducklings. Good job I counted them as ten minutes later she waddles back with five missing and she’s looking all over for them quacking away.  The men come over to see if they can help and waddle off into the grass.
 However we have realised there is a cattle grid and yes you’ve guessed it five little ducklings are swimming around under the cattle grid trying to get out. Dubber tries to get hold of them but they swim off in the other direction. Another motor home had pulled up and the owner came running over with a soup ladle. Dubber scooped and GJ handed them back to mum. All was well with the world again although the men were still wandering looking for them in the long grass!
 Onwards then to Tarbet and the Harris Tweed Store. New cap for Dubber. New purse for me.

Now to find the campsite at Likisto. We’ll hold on as the road is narrow and winding. Rosie is really working hard. The campsite is really quirky, remote, lovely views over the loch, a Blackhouse community room, lots of Paths and places to sit if it’s warm enough…..and a few midges. Spray time!

  We settle in, have our one pot curry and watch the rain. Scrabble again methinks, currently 4-0, shortly to be 5-0 to me!