The first trip was a big learning curve...

Our long-term plan was to tour in Europe, but before we crossed the Channel, we needed to get some experience in the UK. We decided on a long weekend in Cheddar and booked onto the Caravan Club's Cheddar Gorge site.

Having arrived safely at the campsite, we then had to negotiate our first pitching up! Phil was a little nervous about going up on the levellers and had visions of going straight up and over, but he was fine. Next we had a few minutes of bemusement about the electricity supply, or rather, the lack of it, before we remembered we had to click it to the right to connect! However, before too long we were sitting in the sun with a glass of wine - and it was all much easier than sailing! An enjoyable evening spent in the nearby Football Clubhouse rounded off our first day as motorhomers.




The following morning we took a walk around the village before tackling the Gorge. This scrub and gorse covered limestone rock makes up Britain's biggest gorge and is an impressive sight, rising to over 130 metres. We walked along the B-road for almost the entire length of the Gorge, before scrambling up to the top of the ridge for the return trip. The views over the Gorge and Cheddar Reservoir were definitely worth the climb. It also meant that we avoided the 274 steps of Jacob's Ladder and instead only had to climb the remaining 48 steps to the top of the Lookout Tower, for more amazing views. As it was such a beautiful day, we decided to stay outdoors and to save the caves for another time.




On Saturday morning, we decided to drive into Wells. We really should have known better! The town was packed and there was absolutely nowhere to park even a relatively small motorhome. After driving round town three times with no luck, we gave up and went to Glastonbury instead. What a difference! We quickly found a large and almost empty car park, with a very helpful attendant who showed us to a suitably sized bay.

Glastonbury provided entertainment in true Glastonbury style, with a psychic fair, complete with a Red Indian and a Tarot card reader with pointed, elf-style ears. The Abbey is also worth a visit, with its connections with King Arthur and Queen Guinevere, whose tombs were allegedly found in the Abbey grounds in the 12th century. If you feel energetic, you could climb the famous Glastonbury Tor, which has fantastic views over three counties from its 160 metre summit.

Our Cheddar weekend wouldn't have been complete without a walk to the Cheddar Reservoir, so Sunday morning found us heading in that direction. Squelching down a rather muddy lane, we had to step well back to allow for the passage of a pony and trap heading towards us. Perhaps it's not a very speedy mode of transport but the lady in the trap looked very relaxed, which is more than can be said for the pony; I don't think he was too impressed with strangers on his path! Nonetheless, he passed by with only a look and we all went on our merry way.