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Also found in 2014 France on Thomson's Travels
Coutances is one of those places which we have passed through many times, but have never stopped in. The campsite, the municipal site, was situated in a wooded area next to the Sports facilities. If you search Google for 'Coutances Municipal Camping' it takes you to the offices in the Town Hall, so do what we did and search for "Les Vignettes, Coutances".
We arrived at the campsite without fuss
In this blog I am going to try and tell you the story of my wife's (MrsT) and my trip of a lifetime. There will be links to our blog, where you can read many of the stories I'll be posting on here and others, which I will be missing out, Before this trip started, we had had 20 years of taking the kids to France for the usual 2-4 week summer holiday. To begin with with tents and Eurocamp, then with a Lunar Clubman (the one with a boat roof) until we reached the point where we had a brand new 2
No, you can relax this not the start of another epic drivel fest as we’re not away in the ‘van again – although we have been in a ‘van – quite a few as it happens, thanks to a visit to the Caravan & Camping Show at the NEC.
To me, our weekend start around 7pm Friday night when I’ve finished work. The minibus is parked up and the keys handed back to security. Trev picks me up and we head off for grog and grub. So that’s where I’m going to start this blog – Friday nig
Most of you will be aware of the damage I caused to my caravan last September. It was
written off by the Insurers, because the damage was estimated at nearly £14,000! Door
and frame smashed, three foot crease behind the door,and some internal damage behind
the table cupboard and wardrobe. Also the nearside wheel.
Having studied the work involved, I bought it back, because I knew It was repairable for a lot,
lot less than that. . . . . . and it was a ch
In 1385 Geoffrey Chaucer wrote “All good things must come to an end.” – And it’s still true because it’s time to think about going home. First – the ferry is booked for the 25th. Second – my Red Pennant insurance runs out on the 28th. That will have been a total of 122 days, the maximum that I’m allowed. So for the past few days I’ve been looking at the weather forecasts. First to decide when to take the awning down. A day without rain is needed so that it can be pack
This afternoon I got on the bike and set off down the hill to the prom. Nothing unusual in that. It’s what I do most days! What was unusual was that the piece of parkland close to the beach, alongside the dried up river bed was packed with motorvans. At first I thought it was an organised rally but then I saw the variety of registration plates and decided it wasn’t. For a start they were packed too closely together for a rally. All these new vans were in addition to
We have the builders in! The site work which receptionist Sylvia warned me about on the day I arrived at El Pino has been going on for several weeks. What’s happening is that some of the site roads are being widened. Not only widened but edged with curb stones. Also some gulleys and drain pipes are being installed. All in an attempt to stop the soil on the pitches being washed away during periods of heavy rain.
The guys started work in our area at 8am this mor
I told myself it was time for another day out! I got lunch and a beer packed into the cool box; my list of “places I want to see” looked at; coordinates put into Tomtom then I was off.
As with many of my destinations, the route started with a quick sprint along the motorway to Velez-Malaga; a turn inland along the wide valley, then up the hills to Lake Viñuela. Although I’ve seen it dozens of times, I can’t resist a stop to admire the scenery and take a picture or t
Most Spanish people love a fiesta when it includes a dressing up parade. Throughout the year they have several. The first one of the year is on the 6th January when they have the Fiesta de Los Reyes – the Festival of the Three Kings. In traditional families the 6th is the most important day of Christmas. It’s when the children receive their presents. Having said that, more and more of the population are moving towards Christmas Day for present giving. To mark the Fest
Spain doesnt normally have a Bank Holiday following Christmas Day but this year because the 25th was on a Sunday, Monday was declared a Bank Holiday. Although having said most of the shops were open.
Our choice for today was to drive one of the five planned routes in the Axarquia region. The one we chose was the Mudejar route. Mudejar is the name given to the style of architecture built by Muslims living in Christian areas after the reconquest. Our route began with
Monday 12-12-2016 to 16-12-2016
I don't want to have another week similar to the one just gone………………………. For nearly four years I’ve lived happily with my Warfarin medication. I’ve obeyed the rules about what is ok to eat and drink, and what isn’t. Several menu items which I once enjoyed are on the ‘forbidden’ list. I still haven’t forgotten how I used to enjoy liver & bacon with fried onions! Warfarin patients are also advised not to drink “alcohol beyond your usual daily consumption.
A complete turn around with the weather. Back to sunshine and blue skies. Very quickly the tables and chairs are brought out at the prom bars and the sunloungers are back on the beach. After so many dull, wet days it was nice to be out on the bike again.
Another cloudless sky from first thing so I decided on a day out. With lunch and a beer packed and the bike loaded I headed westward along the A7 motorway for a few miles before turning i
The sun returned on Monday morning after almost a week of continuous rain which ended with a grand finale of thunder and a torrential downpour at about bed time on Sunday night. How wonderful it was to open the front of the awning and see a clear blue sky again. After so many wet days, I guessed there would be a big demand for the washing machine so I took my laundry bag down at 8. 30 and sure enough as I was loading it, another couple arrived with arms full. The washi
Psychologists say that it’s the herd instinct that makes people do it but if that’s the case, I’m not part of the herd because it’s the last thing I’d want to do. . It used to make me quite angry, but now I’m just left wondering why. I’m talking about people who want to park alongside you. Quite late last Friday evening, long after I’d pulled up the drawbridge, I became aware of the revving of engines and slamming of doors. I presumed that it was a late arrival coming on
Another dank foggy day at Cordoba. A quick decision needs to be taken, and I think I’ll move on. Forty-five minutes later and I was hitched on ready to leave. A stop at reception on the way out to settle the bill, and within five minutes I was bowling along the A4 towards Cordoba. A new toll-free motorway, the A45 goes from Cordoba, through Antequera and down to Malaga. When I last travelled this route in 1998 the only way through the mountains was the N-331, a twist
Yesterday was another pleasant day weather wise so I did a bike ride around the village. During the late afternoon dark clouds rolled in and not too much later the rain started. But then the temperature plummeted and the rain turned to snow. My Trumatic heater worked overtime in it’s endeavours to combat the 1. 5oC outside. Very soon the snow stopped but the temperature remained low throughout the night.
By10am today I was the l
Several times throughout the night I heard the rain. Sometimes hammering; sometimes pattering. By breakfast there was no let up so I switched on the computer to check the forecast for Madrid. Rain all day! I decided that if it eased for a while, I would prepare to move on.
By 10am I was ready to roll and not too wet. The shortest way south is to go through Aranjuez but the roads around the Royal Palace are narrow and lined with high curb stones. Instead I headed
During the morning, in the cafe I got to talking with a fellow traveller. It was his first journey with Brittany Ferries and he thought the service was brilliant, whereas compared with the two cruise ferries, IMHO its OK. He is a self-employed joiner who has been working in USA for ten years but decided to return to the UK last year. Now he has bought a 22 year old Abbey caravan and with his Transit van is travelling to Benidorm where, if he finds work, he intends to remain.
Yes – it will.…..
The older I get, the happier I am in familiar surroundings….. at least for this long winter visit. So it’s to be another winter spent at El Pino in Torrox. But then a lot of younger people must feel the same as me because I know that I’ll be meeting up with a lot of friends from previous years. But that’s not to say I follow the same route across Spain each year. I like to take a couple of weeks to meander from north to south, stopping off at interesting
We left the caravan in France in 2015 so it could be used as a site office and refuge by my s-i-l, who is having a house renovated about 2 hours drive south-east of Paris.
We picked up my elder son and gf setting off at 7am to aim for a Dover-Calais crossing and arrival early evening. It was the fastest, least eventful journey we have ever made to France. No holdups until we got on the ferry whch was 40 mins late leaving. 265 miles later we arrived in the family establishmen
For all I love caravanning and camping with my partner I also dread it at the same time. He can be extremely gung ho and if things don't go right instantly he throws a strop and quits. We don't work well together when setting up camp (at all)
I like to pace myself and set things out in the order they need to be done as to achieve harmony but he likes to just unpack all at once and rush. He also won't accept when I know how to do something that he doesn't. Put it this way we usually need a
Every year, during the summer my two daughters and grandson rent a cottage or house at a seaside resort. For the past few years I’ve joined them by taking my caravan and staying on a site nearby. This year they decided on Dawlish in south Devon, a resort where in 1979, we towed our caravan and stayed at the Ladys Mile Site. I didn’t want to stay on a commercial site, so I opted for a Caravan Club CL. By the end of April we had everything booked and were looking forward to going.
Several weeks ago as I was browsing my maps and looking for an area to visit, I thought it might be interesting to go back to Somerset where nearly 70 years ago I spent more than two years as a soldier. As I remember it, Yeovil was a small market town where after leaving the train station, you were very soon walking along country roads with fields on either side. After walking for a mile or so through the countryside, you arrived at two huge army camps, one on each side of the road. To the ri