It seems that my camping trips are like buses. Nothing, then they all come along at once!
Just over a week ago Rob and I did a little tour in the van, camping first at Ivinghoe in Bedfordshire, then traveling on to Truck Festival in Oxfordshire.
For the third year in a row, I bought Rob Truck festival tickets for his birthday, and we decided to do the same as we did last year where we camped somewhere near (ish) the festival site for a few days beforehand, then went onto it. Truck festival is only on for two days, so this is our way of prolonging the good times! And nope, I have never heard of Ivinghoe either, until I searched online for nice campsites near nice bike routes!
After a massive Google-athon I found a trail called the Ridgeway (which I also had never heard of before) which you can cycle on for half the route. Unfortunately I booked us on a campsite at the wrong end of the 87 mile route – You know me, I never do my research properly! Whoops! But even though we never got to ride our bikes, we still had a lovely time and fell in love with the area, and have vowed to go back again as soon as we get an opportunity to do so. We have also added walking the Ridgeway in full to our bucket lists. I am itching to do some proper hiking after watching Wild recently!
Here are some picture from our stay at Ivinghoe. Sorry, there might be a lot of the same thing but it was just so beautiful!
We walked for around 12 miles, climbing up to the top of the beacon, then wandering though woods into Buckinghamshire to a National Trust spot called the Ashridge Estate which had a monument that allowed visitors to climb up to the top for £2.50. The man collecting the money at the bottom of the stairs told me that I would be able to see all the way to Wembley Stadium and the Shard! I had to go up there of course, as I am such a big kid when it comes to going up somewhere high!
Unfortunately, we never saw the famous London landmarks because it was too hazy, and it was up here that I learned, after 13 odd years of togetherness, that Rob does not like heights! He said it just proves how much I listen to him, and I just sniggered at him pressing himself against the wall and not going anywhere near the railings! Aren’t we such a cutesie couple eh!
Next, on Friday morning we drove onto Truck festival for our next two nights. We like Truck festival as its a smaller, family friendly festival and is pretty chilled and relaxed. This year it seemed that they had increased the capacity, as it was much more crowded and the queues for the toilets we pretty bad (think Glastonbury levels). Worst still, we could not get into the barn to see one of the bands who we were looking forward to seeing the most, as the venue was at full capacity. I was gutted as we were really looking forward to seeing Slaves again. Boo.
But despite the increased crowds (which also meant that there were more coke snorting dickheads around) and the poor toilets (which there were less of than last year, but more festival goers. Go figure?) we still enjoyed ourselves and managed to watch a few bands. No one particular blew us away, but we enjoyed The Charlatans, Basement Jaxx, Public Service Broadcasting and Peter Hook. We also enjoyed a few bevy’s, lots of BBQ’s back at the van and put our hands up for
Detroit Maidstone. Or at least I did, as Rob can still only raise one arm halfway up, due to his ongoing shoulder problems!
More snaps below, all from our mobiles I am afraid as we didn’t bother with the proper camera at Truck this year.
Oh, and the only things we forgot to take this time were eggs and my contact lenses. Not bad for us, considering we nearly drove off without our bedding, but remembered at the last minute. That would have been interesting!