This summer has, unexpectedly, been one packed full of camping.
After a night spent by the beach in Norfolk where we camped purely for convenience and value for money, my friends and I have camped every weekend since; we have roughed it at V festival and “glamped” at Botany Camping near Bath which was a more civilised affair, complete with brightly coloured melamine mugs and a camping stove.
As a recent graduate with a haunting overdraft, I have rekindled my love for camping. While I am sure there are expensive ways of executing a camping trip, I managed to beg borrow and steal all the camping essentials from family and friends and, was even lucky enough to get a free-of-charge tutorial on campsite cooking from my Mum.
Our final camping trip of the summer was the perfect city break. The campsite was a thirty minute drive from the historic cities of Bristol and Bath and while our evenings were spent in the peaceful Warminster countryside, having lots of laughs, cooking hearty soup on the camp stove and sitting around our (handmade) fire pit, toasting marshmallows, our days were spent exploring the city of Bath, sitting down to very civilised cream tea in The Pump Rooms. We even made it to a spa session at Thermae Bath Spa!
For those of you who loathe camping for the unbearable cold, the shoddy toilets and the lack of electrical plugs, take example from my friend E who, at the beginning of this summer didn’t even own a sleeping bag and by the end, was all hands on deck building the fire pit from scratch.
As the summer months draw to a close I am returning all loaned camping gear to their rightful owners, even I couldn’t bear camping in the English winter, but I am hoping it won’t be long before my little car is jam-packed full of camping gear, food and friends, ready for another trip.