This is a blog about travelling with our newly acquired caravan. We’ve named her Dorothy because of Yellow Brick Road connotations. We’re not expecting to come across phoney wizards – but you never know, anything’s possible.
Anyway, for those remotely interested, she’s an Abbey Caprice, twenty-one feet long and about twelve years old. She sleeps two so there’s no room for stowaways. We bought her because she has a proper bathroom with a walk in shower, so we don’t need to stay at campsites with shower block.
We started this camping lark in 2008, with a large tent. We loved it but I didn’t enjoy traipsing across dark fields in the night when I needed to go to the toilet. (I had a bucket for widdles, but big jobbies really require a flush loo!) And it wasn’t much fun in wet conditions. We woke up one morning, after a thunderstorm and torrential rain all night, to find ducks swimming in the large puddles outside.
So we progressed to a folding camper with toilet and cooker. Luxury! But it wasn’t much warmer than the tent – we used it in September and it was mighty chilly at night. So we started to lust after a caravan in order to extend our camping season. I know, much wants more! So we sold the camper to a very nice young family who’ll have a lot of fun with it.
And now we have Dorothy. None of us are in the first flush of youth but when did that stop our gallop?
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