We left Whilton at about 10.30. We did bring Isabella along with us but more for the ride and company than the use. Autumnal clothing packed as well, although the weather looks nice for the first couple of days.
After a brief stop at Tot Hill (Newbury) to take on board Starbucks coffee and McDonalds chips, we arrived at East Fleet Farm caravan site just on the outskirts of Weymouth at just gone 3. http://www.eastfleet.co.uk/
It took us a long time to get set up. Don’t know why though? I think we were both still tired from a sleepless night last night. I can never sleep the night before a trip but I think I have now passed this mental condition onto Kim!
I also managed to half full Brunnehilda with “non-drinking” water! We were annoying a motorhomer who was waiting for us to finish so we moved on when I realised and filled her up the slower way later.
The site is lovely. It overlooks Chesil Beach https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chesil_Beach and is yards away from the water. The shoreline is very muddy as it is sheltered from the sea by the beach a few hundred yards out to sea. No possibility of a paddle but good for wildlife. It is also right on the Jurassic Coastline Footpath.
Our pitch is right opposite the toilets and the very impressive playground - the Twinnies would love it! I expect in the summer this would be a very noisy place to be, but in mid September it was fine. The site seems very nice, except ...... no 4G! WiFi is free but that’s for a reason. It’s as reliable as a Boris Johnson promise!
We didn’t fancy a walk - reference the previously mentioned knackered-ness - so we set off to Weymouth via car - about 2 miles. We walked from the Asda car park down to the quay and found a little cafe called Nanna Moons. We grabbed a seat in the window (it wasn’t busy!) and watched the boats and people go by as we ate a pleasant but far from memorable scampi in basket / hummus panini.
We stocked up at Asda before making our way back to Brunnehilda and a cup of tea and game or 2 of Backgammon. We were sleeping soundly in Brunnehilda’s welcoming, cavern-ness Teutonic bed by 10 o’clock!
Oh and another thing ... we encountered some more caravan racism this afternoon! We were asked to motor move Brunnehilda in “front first” so that our nasty foreign door was facing the same way as all the English doors. Which means that we have a close up view of a hedge from our kitchen window. It’s not that they are unfriendly it’s just that they seem to want to let you know that you’re different from them! As a “white middle aged straight man” (copyright Auld Music) , I have never experienced any so called “harmless passive racism” - Brunnehilda has opened my eyes to it. Something to blog about separately when I can be arsed!
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