One of my favourite aspects of caravanning is sitting outside enjoying a BBQ and a glass of wine, and this is always made better when you can share these moments with friends. Sadly, the following morning the weather was not playing ball and a storm of biblical proportion descended on Devon. 4 hrs of torrential rain hammered the site, whilst the awning had its own river running through it. I can safely guarantee the caravan is waterproof! Yes, we prefer the sunshine, but there is also something very cosy about sitting snuggled up inside a caravan while it’s raining, as long as it doesn’t last too long.
As fast as the storm arrived it was gone and the sun once again shone through, although sadly now the contents of my awning was outside drying, as was everyone else’s on the site. Only one thing for it – hit the beach. Off we went for another session of surfing. I have to be honest; I will often be heard saying I am taking the boys to the beach for a surf, but it is me that spends most of the time in the water. The 4 days came and went as fast as the storm and soon it was time to pack up again. Once again blessed with a dry day to pack down and get ready for the next move onto Croyde Bay.
Next morning, we pulled off and headed towards our next site. I do not know what was going on with the traffic on this holiday, but all of our travel had been traffic free – that’s unheard of on a Devon and Cornwall holiday – so we arrived at the next site with smiles on our faces and ready to start the next leg of our holiday, Sadly as I tried to check in and after a search through their records it became apparent that I had put the wrong postcode into the satnav and arrived at the wrong site! After an embarrassed apology off we set again to the correct site. I would like to say it was the first time I have made such an error.
30 minutes later as we headed over the hill into Croyde Bay the view was breath taking, and the sight of the waves crashing left Gemma with one thought only – she knew I would once again set up at supersonic speed and be off down the beach. At this site we had another set of our neighbours camping with their 3 children and we were looking forward to spending some quality time with them. Once again some of the highlights were sitting outside while the children played. This is what I remember from my childhood – the freedom you feel as a child on campsites and how children of mixed ages all play together and look out for one another.
A couple of days in and the waves started to flatten out. Only one thing for it, time to pump up the paddle board. This was another new toy this year, Whilst my idea of paddle boarding is a tranquil paddle, exploring the inlets along the coast, for the boys it’s a floating diving board and falling in is not an option, it’s essential. So myself and my neighbour decided that some early morning dads paddle boarding was a must. For me the days could not be any better, paddle boarding in the morning then either back down the beach with the family or off to visit somewhere in the afternoon.