Returning from Cornwall we all had a two day breather at home before reloading the car, collecting Maureen, Jerry and Jean and heading north. Our base in Silverdale was Holgates Caravan Park. The idea to stay in a caravan was mine. Of course everybody agreed to it but ultimately if it turned out to be a bad idea I would shoulder the blame! I knew the site and the area well. The site has high standards in everything and Silverdale is in an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. However, I admit to a couple of sleepless nights after I had booked the caravan. Would it be big enough for six adults? Would it be comfortable? Mainly would it be warm enough for visitors from the southern USA who had left behind temperatures in the 80s and 90s? And my sister, Jean, who isn't in the best of health at the moment, would it be warm enough for her?
Thankfully all my worries faded away..
Tuesday morning we were joined by our sweet cousin, Sylvia, who had driven up from the Peak District to spend the next couple of nights with us. We had arranged to meet her in lovely, sunny Arnside.
After strolling around Arnside it was time for morning coffee at one of my favourite places in this neck of the woods, The Wolf House Gallery.
Fortified by coffee and cakes we were ready for more wandering. This is Gibraltar Farm campsite. For peace and tranquillity I think this site would be hard to beat.
The men take in the view.
Gibraltar Farm is a working farm and as we passed the open cow barn it was a treat to see all the new calves. I think they are beautiful creatures. Those big doleful eyes. What's not to love?
Like I said this holiday was all about taking it easy and I think at the end of every day we could sit back and safely say - mission accomplished.
Until next time,