Oh my days, I have never been so scared in my life! Daddy was attempting to park at our new location near Aberporth (http://www.cefnllaethdre.co.uk) and mummy was checking out the access to facilities. Mummy suggested daddy just pull forward onto the grass a bit so he couldn’t straighten the van up. Next thing we know we are literally beached up the grass bank. The front wheels on the van are off the ground and we are resting on the tail of the van. Lots of panicking ensued. Mummy suggested daddy try going backwards, but that didn’t work. So daddy had to drag the van up the steep grass slope and then had to get back down again further up the site where it was not quite as steep. Daddy isn’t sure how we didn’t roll it coming down the slope at such an angle, but luck was on our side, and we were eventually parked up on our pitch, near the facilities. As it turned out though, we still couldn’t reach the CDP, so we could’ve pitched anywhere. Hey ho, live and learn! Daddy made an awful mess of the grass though and the owner wasn’t too happy. Oops! Daddy wouldn’t let me take a photo, so here is mummy and daddy cooking steak on the wood
burning stove later that evening, when we had all calmed down! Please note mummy’s, now traditional, socks…..they are a main feature to outside cooking!
We drove around a bit on Sunday and mooched onto some beaches at Penbryn, but nothing exciting. We’d been everywhere before when we’d been here with nanny and granddad at Cwmtydu. Jim hadn’t been here but that doesn’t count!! Scratchy didn’t mind though as he was too busy looking at the donkeys out of the window.
So on Monday we went back to Penbryn beach and then stopped at a farm shop where mummy & daddy spent far too much money on not a lot! We also had to make a special journey to Aberystwyth to get some toilet rolls as we had run out, so mummy bought lots! It rained a lot today, so we spent as much time as possible campaigning for Scratchy’s food!
On Tuesday mummy woke up with a really bad neck and could hardly move, so we didn’t do much. She cried a lot, so we tried to comfort her. Not sure how much that helped, but it made us feel better! So on Wednesday we went to Poppit sands which was lovely and we walked for ages. Lots of people there just staring at the surf, so we think we missed something to the untrained eye, but no idea what it was!
By Thursday mummy was as bit better so we got up early to see the sunrise
but then we spent most of the day cooped up inside as daddy had to work a lot!
then, just before the sunset, we raced to Penbryn to see the sunset on the beach and it was beautiful!
Scratchy missed all the fun though as he likes to stay at home!
On Friday mummy’s neck was good enough for us to go for a run.. we had the route planned, we had to time it around the tides…..unfortunately no one told daddy’s work…..so we were late leaving. Then the route wasn’t clear so we slower getting to Tresaith beach. The plan was to get from Tresaith to Penbryn whilst the tide was out. The fishermen at Tresaith said we were mad, there was no way we would make it across, but daddy was determined to try. And try we did. It was about a kilometre of scrambling over rocks, but eventually, with the tide nipping at our heals, we made it to Penbryn. The last section mummy noticed the beach was accessible, so we moved from the rocks down to the shore, but this was misleading, as the water suddenly became waist high for mummy so far too deep for me. I scrambled back up to the safety of the rocks and refused to move so daddy carried me to safety. Once we were safely on Penbryn beach, mummy and daddy had a nice swim before we headed up the very steep and long hill back home. What an adventure!!
On the Saturday morning, before we set off, mummy took scratchy to see the alpacas, donkeys, cows and horses he’d been looking at through the window all week. He was very excited, but started to shake when they got close. He’s such a wimp! Here are the horses
and the cows. Don’t know what his problem is! Anyway, until next time, love and licks, Rosie xxxxx