I don’t think I’ve referred to Bertie by name in previous posts let alone giving it pride of place in a title. Bertie is our daughter and son-in-law’s motorhome. The home in which they are living the Life of Riley for the next couple of years. You can read the whys and wherefores and their travels here.
We’ve just returned home from four days of caravanning alongside Bertie. We had a trial run last autumn when Bertie was a fairly new acquisition but this was the real deal.
Unusually our base for the four days was a non-Caravan and Morotorhome Club site. Becky thinks we’re missing a trick (mainly financial) opting for Club sites and perhaps she’s got something. Stoke Barton Farm Camping provided more space that we’ve ever experienced, perfectly adequate and spotlessly clean facilities and a friendly, helpful welcome that goes down well after a gruelling journey.
In addition the site’s location meant that we could walk across farmland to the coast path and thence in either direction. We were also able to walk down the lane to Hartland Abbey and Gardens, home of Sir Hugh Stucley, descendent of William Abbott (Sergeant of Henry VIII’s Wine Cellar at Hampton Court). Henry gifted the Abbey to William Abbott following the dissolution of the monasteries. To go full circle, the land on which we camped is owned by Sir Hugh.
The weather might have been better – there were some nasty frontal systems sweeping in from the south west – but then you can’t have everything.
The Hartland peninsular is spectacular, offering some challenging coastal walking and interesting historical features like this memorial to the crew, medical team and patients who lost their lives when HMHS Glenart Castle was torpedoed in 1918.
All in all a very good place to visit with one proviso – the section of the A361 linking North Devon to the M5 is a nightmare in the holiday season. If we weren’t towing, we might have taken an alternative route.