12 September 2010

a surprise c


I had thought that my letter C would be something domestic - like cats, or even crochet, which has become a bit of an obsession lately.  But I think a chance comment by Shandy asking whether I ever thought of sleeping under hedges any more must have been simmering away in my sub-conscious because I could not get the thought of camping out of my head.  However, I'm not sure I'm quite up to hedge-kipping these days, so we invested in a bargain tent, found a camp site and went off for a couple of days warm up in Kent. Then, looking for somewhere in Suffolk, I found a lovely spot with a couple of furnished static tents in a small wood where we could make fires,  look out across the fields first thing in the morning, stare up at the Milky Way at night, listen to the rain dripping from the oak tree on our last night, and watch the pheasants from our bed in the morning.  Boutique camping it wasn't; but everything was there that we might need, with beautiful pottery plates, mugs and cups, and a tiny camouflaged caravan for a bathroom along the lane.  There's not much light around after nine these days, so we lit the tiny stove in our bell tent each night and snuggled for..was it really ten hours sleep? I think it was.  On our last night our landlady made us a blackberry crumble and shared last year's glorious sloe gin with us.  It was a feast in every sense of the word and I feel very lucky to have had such a good time.

As for hedge-kipping again... never say never, I say.

5 comments:

Lara said...

ooh, ooh, ooh. It sounds so very lovely and the campsite sounds excellent. I haven't been camping this year yet and have really missed not having a night under canvas. You have inspired me to consider organising a trip before autumn fully sets in!

Felix said...

This is such a lovely post.

There is a wonderful book called 'cool camping' which details many off-the-beaten-track campsites for the discerning UK traveller. It includes tell of a lovely forested site in Sussex where you can have a campfire, and there are plenty of spots such as the one you describe here.

I've loved listening to all the recordings made inside tents that have been appearing on the uk sound map; there is something universally evocative, charming and wonderful about the whole experience of camping and I love your description here of the lovely crockery, woodsmoke and stars.

Beautiful and hooray for the hedges.

Rattling On said...

I used to camp in a bell tent. They are beggars to pack away, but real fun to be inside. Most of the time...

Liz said...

I've only camped once, one summer in the 70's. Had to sleep with my head sticking out of the borrowed tiny tent (oh, such claustrophobia) and remember ending up on a gravel path(really) at a site in Crystal Palace. Your experience sounds much more comfortable, I have to say.

shandy said...

Goodness - I had no idea. I've never been camping, and my husband feels we are now too old. The campsite you used does look very civilised.