We’re back at Braithwaite Fold campsite in Bowness-On-Windermere, which has been extended to include c20 extra camping pitches. And we’re here, because it’s Peter’s birthday! Lots of walking, eating and drinking planned to help him celebrate!
We pitched up on Friday evening and quickly found a new ‘Boaters Bar’ near the Ship Inn on Glebe Road by the Marina. Glitzy, but nice and welcoming to dogs.
Saturday started early watching England v New Zealand at Windermere Rugby Club. Enough said! Not a great start to the day, so a long brisk walk was in order!
Saturday evening saw us return to our favourite restaurant ‘The Gilpin Spice’ and it didn’t disappoint. Fabulous meal all round.
The rain on Sunday, kept us low level, walking by Wordsworth House to Grasmere and we ended the weekend having lunch at Chesters, Skelwith Bridge. Another great weekend!
What a fabulous 3 week tour! Starting with a poignant visit to Ypres, where we visited the Menin Gate to see the daily ‘Last Post’ ceremony, we then travelled to the historical city of Trier (complete with Roman Amitheatre) to start our tour of the magnificent Moselle Valley. We camped amongst the vinyards at Trier Farm and were disappointed not to eat at the farm restaurant which is only open Wednesday to Saturday.
The Moselle was stunning! Beautiful scenery, magnificent river and delightful villages. But little, if any, mobile phone coverage! Well done Vodafone! Bit difficult to keep in touch with our business, when we have no signal! So, we didn’t dally, choosing instead to sprint along the valley, stopping briefly at the wonderful towns and overnighting at Bernkastel-Kues. Lots of cycling opportunites, dodging the rain and being completely useless at finding the historical part of the town. Which, from the Knaus campsite, is over the bridge by the way!
Leaving the Moselle short of Konblenz, we travelled to Limburg, en-route to the ‘Romantic Road’. A ‘better than expected’ stopover, by the river, in an old medieval town.
The Romantic Road, is a much marketed route connecting a series of towns between Wurzburg and Fussen. The highlight, for us, was the beautiful town of Rothenburg on der Tauber. A stunning Bavarian walled, medieval town dating back to the 1st century. We stayed at Campingplatz Tauber-Idyll. Immaculate site, friendly owners, pre-booking recommended, as it’s a small site. Ony 20 mins (uphill!) walk to the town.
Our tour ended at Fussen, with it’s beautiful lakes, stunning Neuchwanstein castle and crystal clear waters. Could spend a week here, so must come back!
Next onto Innsbruck, staying at the Hotel Bon Alpina, Igls, Innsbruck. For a weeks walking holiday with our great friends, Moira and Jamie. Fantastic week, mixed weather, but stunning walks and scenery. The highlight being the Patscherkofelbahn cable car and walk to the summit, with it’s fabulous views across Innsbruck.
After a brilliant week, exploring Innsbruck, Igls and it’s surrounding areas, we headed over the mountains to Venice. What can I say. I’m in love with the city! We stayed at Camping Fusina (€76 for 2 nights), took the water taxis across the lagoon to the city (best way to appraoch the city!) and walked miles, exploring canals, buildings and the buzz of the city. Definately HAVE to come back!
Next, we decided to drive north. The miles were taking their toll. Ideally, this route should take a couple of months and we were spending too long driving in the motorhome!
After a quick message to friends, Terri & Martin Cody-Owen recommended we stayed at Magic Lake Camping, Lake Como. Thanks guys! It was a great spot. Mid September, is out if season, so probably best to come earlier. But still beautiful and lots of lakeside cycling.
From Como, we went over the border to Switzerland via the 17km Gotthard Tunnel Pass to Lucerne. Staying at Camping Lido International. It was a lovely walk, along the shores of the lake, into Lucerne. Beautiful city, amazing wooden bridges, crystal clear waters and the saddest lion I’ve ever seen! Perfect place to stay en-route from Italy to the UK.
Having spent a few days in most places, we spent a full and long day travelling to Ghent. Staying at Camping Blaarmeersen in Ghent. It transpires that the 13th September is something of a celebration in Ghent. Next time need to pre-book tickets!
And finally, we’re on our way back to Blighty! Time to catch up on Brexit and see if we can, so easily, continue our European travels. Lets hope so!
Well done Henry! We couldn’t be prouder of you getting your honours degree in Environmental Geography. Outstanding result! And the weather couldn’t have been better. For two days before the ceremony, the heavens had been pouring. With mass flooding in the Bridge of Allan and even reports of people canoeing down the high street! But, on the important day, the sun shone! And what a day it was too – complete with an excellent piper!
When Hannah discovered that her planned trip to South America was in jeopardy, because her travelling companion could no longer travel with her, she asked me to go instead! I jumped at the chance! Three whole weeks with my daughter exploring a part of the world I’ve always wanted to go to! Wonderful.
Half the adventure was planning where we were going to go. There’s lots to see in Peru and even with three weeks there was no way we were going to do it justice. But we were going to give it our best shot!
So we booked our flights and set about planning our itinerary.
We organised part of our trip ourselves and joined a G Adventures organised trip for the remainder. Which was great fun with a brilliant group.
So where did we go?
Well, after an adventurous flight, complete with a 5 hour delay in Canada we arrived, exhauseted, in Lima. It was 5 o’clock in the morning and our taxi terrified us by taking us down deserted back streets en-route to our hotel in Miraflores! We honestly thought we were going to get attacked, as we avoided all the main roads! And felt quite sheepish when our taxi driver deposited safe and sound at our hotel!
Mirflores is a wonderful, safe place to stay. We walked miles and saw all the sites before taxiing into the centre of Lima, with its crazy traffic and endless demonstrations – a noisy, colourful place.
Having acclimatised, we joined our tour group and flew to Lake Titicaca. Feeling instantly short of breath as we descended the steps from the plane. Lake Titicaca is 3,800m above sea level and our lungs were telling us!