Still wet...

OK, so there was a break in the middle, that coincided with us (read me) searching tirelessly (read fruitlessly) for the 'perfect place to eat lunch', but otherwise it was a rather damp day. Ho hum.
Highlights: Boys played footy, we saw the last (?) working forge in England at Branscombe, and we were mildly entertained when we heard our eldest swear for the first time (I suspect it is only the first time WE heard it) when he cycled into a clump of nettles.
Then we continued our journey toward the tip of the country... Tonight we camp amongst the trees at the rather lovely, if a tad over regulated (quote 'no cycling on the grass'), campsite of Ruthern Valley - being subject to a heavy downpour. Whilst our 'Shady Boy' awning was bought for shelter from the California sun, it is working pretty well as a big umbrella now...

'A lovely day'?!

Taking a weeks holiday, camping of course. First 24hrs not fantastic and can be summarized as follows:
- Looking at forecast the night before suggests cloud and 20% chance of rain in Cornwall - oh bugger.
- Took hours to pack on Sunday - we'd had friends to stay and little time to prep and I think we're still getting used to packing for multiple weather scenarios!
- Swearing and blinding under my breath as Rosie still resists running right - I changed the HT leads before we left, but she's still coughing after an hour or so's driving. Only fixed temporarily by switching the ignition on and off - not ideal! At least I now know what the fix is - I think (by a process of tedious elimination).
- Arrive at our first planned site, Coombe View Farm in Devon - supposed to have views of beautiful Branscombe bay, but it was completely obscured by the mist and rain... super.
- Took relief from fog in the Mason's Arms in Branscombe - stunning thatched topped pub - kids had banana fritters with toffee ice cream for dessert - and enjoyed trying our bitter shandies - yum! Then we played Uno until heading back to camp for bedtime...
- Get up in the morning to more fog and breakfast in drizzle. We grit our teeth in anticipation of a tough week ahead... (still the kids don't mind at all - Sam and Theo trying to persuade us that it's, quote, 'a lovely day' and heading out to play football with some other boys and riding their bikes)