Having driven through the entrance of  the Traveller’s Rest Campsite, my dear husband got out of the car, walked forward further into the site and viewed the scene. Before I went to the room designated as the reception, I glanced at his face. I could see this wasn’t quite what he had anticipated. The site seemed to consist of a small, unshaded field, occupied by four other ‘campers’. Alan had had visions of a site not quite so compact as this appeared to be.

We had discussed going away for a while. Having had two years of giving our new home some tender loving care, we had promised ourselves that this would be the year that we would explore Devon and Cornwall. Problems with my wrist, which needed an operation had limited us at the start of the year, as had the atrocious weather conditions.

Having had a trial three days in June in Umberleigh to check my wrist could cope with the rigours of camping, a five day stint was proposed this time over the border to Cornwall to a site around half a mile from the village of Altarnun, nine miles from Launceston. But, I wondered, would first impressions lead to us finding another site?

Having paid for our pitch I walked back to Alan. He was still undecided.

“There’s three other dogs here,” he muttered, worried about our dog, Jessie who was apt to be nervous with other canines.

“Let’s just give a try,” I said, as the lady in charge walked up to discuss pitches.

By the time we had parked at our pitch and commenced pulling the camping gear out of the boot, ready to erect tent and sort ourselves out, the decision seemed to have been taken. He liked the place.

Our Tent

“I’m not driving for the next five days,” he announced with a smile as it looked around.

And I could see why he felt like it. Although small, it had all the facilities, was level and looked out over countryside. A bonus was the glorious weather, with the sun shining down accompanied by a gentle breeze. What was there not to like?  So began five days which will keep in my mind for a long time, meeting new people and with the adventures that make this kind of trip worth it.

Jessie Inspecting Pet Cows in the Next Field
Lane Leading to Site



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