An eventful annual trip to River Dart Country Park.
8 minutes in, my son fell down the river bank and fractured the top of his finger, lengthways
First night, the rains set in big time and at 2am a noise louder than thunder and somehow quite haunting - the tree a few feet from my friends’ tent fell down. Luckily it fell the other way as it was a good 30+ metres tall (I think) and stretched right across the River Dart. (Note use of multiple measuring standards there
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Of course, all of this was before Storm Antoni arrived.
We’d had two sets of friends leave early, on the day prior to the storm, so I set up on one of their old pitches and made sure the drive-away was pretty nailed down for the night. My original pitch ended up littered with branches that would definitely have damaged the van so it was a fortunate move.
The following afternoon, it was pointed out that I’d set up on the pals’ pitch which was booked for a day less than everyone else’s anyway, so I had to switch pitch again, pretty much, mid-storm, which was nice (all my own fault, obviously)
This was the night after the storm, you can just about see the Milky Way but the moon was far too bright.
That’s a tree.
The lounge. I have kids so obviously I had to take this pic in the 15 seconds before they were allowed in, after which it resembled an explosion in a charity shop for the rest of the trip.
We go every year - but this is the trip we’ll talk about
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