Long Weekend Break

We are just back from a long weekend to Carradale, halfway down on the west side of the Mull of Kintyre. It is in the same county we live in – Argyll – but it seems almost like another country. The main reason for this was the road we chose to take; most direct, certainly, but what one would call a challenge in terms of potholes, being barely even single-width and with gradients that had me hanging on for dear life…… Him Behind the Wheel did sterling stuff as driver. I was too chicken; indeed my part was to hang on tight, hold my breath on the downhills and squeak at the appropriate times.

The campsite is managed for the Caravan Club to a very high standard. The best way to describe it is to say it is a Links Site. (In fact there is a small golf course nearby.) Gorse, bracken, rhododenrons and wild flowers make for attractive windbreaks, and give the sense of becoming part of the countryside.

We ate a lot, didn’t drink too much, read books, walked the dog and played rummikub. Excellent stuff. The photos give a wee flavour of the place.