Open for business

We are now open for business but you can only come here if you live in Wales at the moment. That’s what Mr Drakeford has said so Nikki has been busy phoning peaple who have booked from England, sorry but you’re not allowed to come here to stay at the moment. It’s been a busy time getting everything ready but worth it.

We opened the gates last Saturday and had four arrivals who were all pleased to be getting away. Nikki was also very pleased as it meant I had someone else to talk to. A steady flow of peaple have been coming in over the last week.

Nikki went off shopping and on her way back she said she saw three police cars speeding towards Porthmadog. It turned out there had been a murder. Apparently a 65 year old man was killed by his son.

The site is looking nice and now the weather has gone from 60+ mph winds to 18 degrees and sunshine just as it was our two days off.

We decided to go for a little trip out on one of the days to Borth Y Gest a small village on the edge of Porthmadog. Nikki made a picnic up and managed to fill my backpack with other come in handy stuff we might need on our small hike around the coast path to a small beach.

Borth Y Gest

We parked up and loaded the rucksack onto my back and as my legs sank to the ground with all the come in handy stuff we laughed. Getting back to my feet and off we went along the coast path. The tide was in and the sun was shining. What a beautiful day. The coast path is so nice and the spot I wanted to get to meant a steep climb down some steps.

Steep steps up or down.

Nikki managed the steps ok even with her little legs. We got to our destination and sat on the bench just staring out across the estuary at the mountains and the small bay arcing it’s way from us both left and right. The only noise being birds singing and a small child screaming now and then who was with his parents.

Peace and tranquility.

At the end of the headland you can just see a house. It’s called the powder house. Built in the mid 18th century to store explosives because they did not want the explosives stored in Porthmadog harbour, so the ships would drop it off at the powder house. Very carefully.

It’s now used as a holiday let and valued at £464,000 and what a location. I left Nikki sitting on the picnic bench and went off exploring the coast path a bit further, up to the house and just around the corner. I loved this other bench with the wording I found on my way. It says Smell the sea, and feel the sky, let your soul and spirit fly.

I sat here for a while and then made my way back to eat our picnic food. At least that made the rucksack lighter for on the way back. A three mile round trip and a great day out followed by a BBQ and beer when we got back. Life’s good. I saved my favourite photo of the day until last. Stay safe everyone we’re nearly there.

Leave only footprints.

Mike = 1 Nikki = 1

How bazare is that. Just an hour after finishing my last blog post and saying to you all that me and Nikki are so young it will be ages before we have our Covid jabs. Nikki went online and could book my first jab and my second one but not hers as she is that little bit younger than me.

That’s good but it’s not that simple. Because we live in Devon but are working in Wales it meant that when you fill the online form in and put your postcode of where you are, us being in Wales the nearest place we could get it done was Oswestry about 55 miles away meaning a round trip of 110 miles to have someone stick a needle in me. The welsh don’t want to stick needles in English folk.

So a drive it was to Oswestry, about an hour and twenty minutes. Even though the government advice is don’t drive, the government are also saying go to Oswestry to get your jab. You work it out I can’t. Still it was a nice drive out and it all went well. Really well organised at the hospital and in, jabbed, and out in less than 15 minutes and back on the road home to site. I stopped off at lake Celyn to get a photo as it’s so nice. The road between here and Bala is such a nice drive.

Lake Celyn

A week later Nikki could book hers and has now had her first jab. Another 110 mile round trip. We tried to book our second ones on the same day just to save a trip but they can’t do that as it’s not in the time scale. I can’t see how a week makes any difference but the powers that be say it does so who are we to argue, the main thing is we will be both jabbed. So by the time we have both been jabbed twice we will have travelled 440 miles and had four trips out. We both had the AstraZeneca. They said there could be side effects. I felt achey all over that night and was shivering from head to toe and the next day felt like I had been run over by a bus but then all ok. Nikki felt ok but then yesterday felt a bit rough but is ok now.

The day after my jab was the first day at work to get the site ready. We both worked really hard, going in everyday for eight days and the site is looking good. We are due to open on the 27th of this month but only to the welsh because the English cannot travel. Why the welsh and English can’t agree on things and make life simple so everyone knows what they can do and can’t do is beyond me.

Although we will be open to the welsh, the pubs and high street shops will not be open and all the attractions will be closed. Madness. So we don’t expect it to be really busy until the travel restrictions in England are lifted.

We are now furloughed until further notice. Plenty of time to go out on bike or walking.

Out on the trails

So that’s us up to date again. Weather has been very windy up to 70mph gusts but has settled down now. Spring is on its way and the plants and flowers are showing signs of life. Life’s looking good. Stay safe, get jabbed everyone, we’re on the road to recovery.

Nearly there.

Work clothes ready

It’s good to be back here in Snowdonia and on site. We have had all sorts of weather since we got here including snow, frost, hail, heavy rain, light rain, wind from a breeze to 60MPH gusts and we have even had some sunshine.

The snow was a joke really just a light dusting and all gone the same day. I was hoping to get some nice snow pictures but that didn’t happen. The week we had that was dry but with a bitter wind was nice, being that it was dry but the wind cut right through you. I even thought about putting some trousers on but the thought went out of my head. In this cold spell our fridge freezer in our garage stopped working, just switched itself off and said it’s too cold. I didn’t realise they did this but with some research it’s true. It is fine now it’s warmed up a bit. At least the beer and wine were chilled.

We have been out for walks and of course I have been out on my bike on the dry but cold days, the wet and windy days are spent in the camper and for me in the garage pottering about. The photo below is part of one of the walks. I love this bit with the moss covered walls and the way the sunlight has caught it giving it a lovely colour. The horses are always pleased to see peaple.

On our walk
Give us a kiss

Nikki has been doing some baking while being stuck inside which is very nice, not the being stuck inside but the cakes and pies she has been making. It’s a good job the bad days are only one or two days otherwise with her baking and us eating if the bad weather went on for a week or more we would not fit out the door. It was all very nice.

Apple and choc chip muffins

Walking around the site it’s nice seeing it all come to life with the daffodils starting to come out and the buds in the trees. I put two bird boxes up in our compound last year and they are getting viewings from the blue tits so hopefully they will nest in them. Reliant is still about, he has been spoilt through the winter but has started to come in the garage again now. There are piles of acorns on the ground everywhere from all the oak trees and the squirrels are feasting on them.

Last years fall of acorns

This weekend apart from being a big weekend for the rugby when England play Wales, it’s also a big decision for me. I have not had a haircut for four months and not had a shave all this year so I look like Robinson Crusoe. I won’t post pictures of this as I don’t want to scare you all or put you off your food. So it will be out with the clippers and razor and decide what to do.

We start work next Thursday getting the site ready even though it’s not going to open on time at least it will be ready. We think it’s going to be very busy this season which will be nice. So that’s us up to date. Hope you’re all staying safe and are having your Covid jabs. Me and Nikki being only youngsters, it will be a long time before we get ours. Stay safe everybody we’re nearly there.

Some colour on site.

Crossing the border

We made up our minds it was time to head back to North wales for our work season. (Essential travel) With wales and England being in lockdown we knew the chances of getting stopped were high, especially for me in the camper and even higher crossing the border into Wales.

We set a date of the fourth of February which was a month before our normal time of getting back but it was time to move on. I kept my eye on the weather charts and they were not looking too good with lots of heavy rain and snow. Last year the A5 in certain places was flooded really bad and also got closed because of snow at one point. Even if we had to change our day of travel by a day or two it did not matter.

Nearer the time the weather charts were looking good so we were on plan A to travel on 4th February, we had a letter from the club we work for saying that we were employees and travelling for work. It’s not the getting stopped that was in our minds it was the getting stopped and answering a lot of questions and how many times would we get stopped and have to explain ourselves once again, all this eating into our travel time.

The journey was 285 miles via the A361, M5, M6, M54, A5, A494, A4212 and the A470. Travelling in two vehicles but not sticking together as Nikki stops more than me. The weather was good even sunny for most of the journey. Nikki stopped about five times and I only stopped once for a pee and then at a service area on the outskirts of Oswestry where we had planned to meet up. I arrived first with Nikki only five minutes behind. We ate our sandwiches which Nikki had made the day before, refuelled the camper and onwards again for the last leg of the journey.

The whole journey took six hours from leaving Devon to pulling onto site. In all that time I only saw two police vehicles on the M6 and some parked up at a police station on the A5. They must all be furloughed. Did we get stopped? No we sailed through every county border even Wales. I am sure there would be lots of peaple on seeing the camper on the road muttering what’s he doing going on holiday etc without thinking about why I was out driving it. You should always know the facts before commenting or saying something.

It’s good to be back on site although I don’t think they will open on time but at least we are here. The next day after getting here I washed both camper and car to get rid of all the travel muck and today the sun is shining and I can see snow on the tops of the mountains. Looking at the forecast we are in for some cold weather next week with the temperature not going above freezing and then some snow later on in the week. I don’t care now I am here and would love to have a load of snow for a few days.

So that’s us up to date, back in wales now for nine months and hopefully doing some of the things we wanted to last year but never got round to because of lockdown etc. Stay safe everybody.

Frustrating Times

This has got to be the worst winter ever for me. It’s a combination of things, winter blues, Covid, stuck in one place etc. And I didn’t win the lotto this weekend after telling Nikki I was going to win and then she spent hours on the internet looking at houses ……with big garages I must add.

I do struggle with winters, I do like to see the snow but only for a couple of days and if I don’t have to go anywhere. I hate the constant rainy windy days. I need sun in my back, on my face, I need that heat to make me function properly. I know there is a condition called SAD, seasonal affected disorder. Nikki thinks I suffer from this in a mild form and I agree the winter does effect me.

It’s worse this year because of the dreaded Covid. We have been really good and not just going out and about for the sake of it. There are so many peaple we wanted to catch up with while here in Devon but we haven’t seen anybody, I wanted to go surfing while down here, surf my local beaches, walk on the beach etc. But to drive from where we are staying is a twenty mile drive each way so not really a essential journey.

And then you look on the news and see so many peaple just doing what they want, driving miles just to get fish and chips go for a walk on a beach go to their second homes and those same peaple will go home and watch the news and wonder why the infection rate is not going away. Frustrating times.

Ok I am getting off my soapbox now and bring you up to speed on what we have been up to. We had a spell of very wet and windy weather, you know just the sort I hate but we can’t stop it. The small river that runs through the campsite was very high, probably about four to five feet above its normal level. We were in no danger unless it came up another twenty feet so no panic.

Swollen river Mole

I have been out on my bike (allowed daily exercise ) starting from home. Had a great ride the other day up onto Exmoor. Although it was on the road which I don’t really like much preferring off road and bike parks. I stick to the small roads so less traffic apart from the odd tractor and farmers 4×4 I normally make the ride up as I go along or look on google maps before setting off and try and remember a route. So the other day I went out to a place called Landacre. It’s a small bridge over the river and in the summer is a popular place for families to go with the kids and play in the river.

Landacre bridge

That day was too cold for playing in the river. I then carried on to a small village called Withypool. It’s a typical Exmoor village where every one knows everyone and the curtains twitch as you go by and you imagine them sat there rubbing their hands and muttering …..New Blood. The village has one store which serves as a shop, post office, meeting place. Even has an old petrol pump outside which is not used now. I didn’t venture inside, I am brave but not that brave in these times. Opposite the village shop are some old petrol pumps which used to serve the village, sadly not used now but nice to see them still there.

Withypools old pumps

I stopped briefly to take some photos but kept one eye on the surroundings and my bike. I then continued on my bike ride so all in all I by the time I got back to base I had done 28 miles and my elevation gain was 3248 ft. In all that time I probably only saw about six cars and one other person. A great ride out which does me the world of good.

Nikki doesn’t come out on her bike with me unless we just go for a little cruise along a flat esplanade so she goes out for a walk from base. Up into south molton and here there and everywhere, she often pops into the supermarket and gets a few bits. I go with her sometimes. It’s a nice walk up through a woodland then round the old part of the town. If we go on a Thursday the farmers livestock market is on where they sell all the sheep. I love the smell as we walk past there, and the sound of the auctioneer doing his selling, takes me right back to my childhood days when my mum would go into Oxford to go shopping and leave me in the indoor market watching them sell the cows, pigs and sheep. The smell also takes me right back to going to my dads parents farm up in Wales.

The old church in south molton

The above picture of the old church in south molton with Nikki waiting outside. I think she wanted to go in and see if they could change some water into wine or confess her sins. I love the old door, I wonder how many peaple have been through that door over the many years.

Old church door

We had some snow yesterday, not a lot but it did settle but then started melting and the day consisted of snow, hail, sleet and rain and then froze overnight so today looks very dodgy out there. We won’t be going anywhere in the car but will have a walk.

So that’s up to date, sorry about the doom and gloom bit at the beginning but I am sure some of you know how I feel. We are into February next week so will soon be on the road to Wales to start work. That should be an interesting drive. Stay safe everybody.

Picnic anybody

It’s got to get better

Happy new year to you all. Let’s hope this year is better than the last one. Surely things can only get better. Fingers crossed.

We are still here in south Molton, we decided to stay here instead of going north although it’s costing us more money it’s nearer to MiMi (Nikki’s mum). We get payed at the end of March so it will be fine, we can have toast with our beans then. The timing was not right to leave Devon yet. The site is actually closed now because Boris said but they allow key workers and peaple who are in between house buying etc to stay. It’s very quiet here.

We had our first bit of snow on the 28th of January, not enough to stop life here in Devon but it was snow. It went as soon as it appeared. New Year’s Eve was really strange this year, it was so quiet. Not that we stay up for it anyway but normally we hear fireworks going off and peaple rolling out the pubs etc depending where we are on New Year’s Eve. The site has a club house which would normally be full with peaple eating and drinking and they have a band, and disco which all goes on very late, but this year they had to close it all down the day before because Boris said so. so this year it was very quiet.

Not a lot of snow

January 1st was MiMi’s birthday so we were going over to say happy birthday. We woke to a real hard frost -5 all the trees were white and the grass all crispy, the heating in the camper was working on overtime but we were all snug as a bug. I had to go out to take some photos for this blog and as soon as I stepped outside I thought if it gets any colder I might have to put some trousers on. Those thoughts never lasted very long. For those that don’t know me I never stepped out the van in my pants although I have done before but I wear shorts all year round. Not to be big or clever it’s just more comfortable for me and as long as I am all wrapped up on top my legs don’t get cold at all.

A moles view

Yesterday we decided to have a drive out to Wistlandpound reservoir to go for a walk. It’s about a twenty minute drive. The reservoir was built in1956. It’s owned by south west water, holds up to 1550 mega litres of water which is 341 million gallons. So glad I never had to empty it by bucket to find that info out. And it’s 22 metres deep in places.

It’s only a short walk around the reservoir about a mile and a half but it’s nice going around the waters edge and through the pine woods. There were a few peaple about walking off there Xmas feastings but not enough to worry about because of all the space. And it was very slippery in places with ice due to the frosty conditions over the last couple of days.

A seat for reflecting on life.
3D Trees

Half way around on the edge of the lake we saw these trees. The colour and the light conditions almost made them look like they were in 3D and with some of them reflecting in the still water made it all so unreal but amazing. We thought so anyway. The pine woods were also nice to see in winter.

The Pine woods

After the walk we went back home for lunch and just as we got back it poured with rain, good timing in our side. I planned it like that really. Today it’s raining so the temperature has come up to about 4 degrees. Tomorrow I have to go into Barnstaple to get my medication. Yes life has caught me up and after having blood tests they say I have high cholesterol so I need to take some medication (satins) I must admit I don’t like the idea of taking pills everyday but if the experts say I need to then I should listen to them. It’s better than taking the risk of a heart attack or stroke. I have so many more places in the world to see and so many more things to do before they do away with me. Stay safe everybody and keep taking your pills.

The road to who knows where.

Back and forth

Here we go again, just as you think you have a plan the goal posts move. Our plan was to stay at Dulverton then move on to Minehead, then cheddar and then into Wales before finally ending up at site ready to start work in March.

Just as we were getting comfortable at Dulverton and loving every minute of the peace and quiet, the sound of the river, the walks, the biking. We even planned on going to the pub for a substantial meal and a beer or two next week. I think it’s the first time we have been to the Dulverton site and not been to the pub.

The wardens told us all the club sites are closing on the 26th and we have to leave. Gutted. The club does have some sites open for waifs and strays like us but the nearest was up near Birmingham and we don’t really like the site. So we decided to come back to south molton so we are still able to see Nikki’s mum. We will spend two weeks here and see what Boris is going to do with the country then but we’re not holding our breath.

A couple of days ago We went to church, not to pray or nick the lead off the roof just to take some photos at night I wanted to do some in black and white. Then on the way back we popped in the fish and chip shop to get some tea to take home.

Dulverton church at night
Another angle

The village really does a great job with all their Xmas lights etc. All the trees on the shops have the same coloured lights, the shop windows are all decorated, it’s a real village community. It’s a shame the pubs are not able to be open as normal. Walking past the pubs windows and not seeing anyone in them was a first. Normally there is always someone in there from midday onwards.

Empty tables waiting

I went for one last walk up the woods above the campsite. A three mile walk and didn’t see a soul which was nice. The walk follows the river although you are a lot higher than it most of the time then you take a higher path and I even caught a glimpse of our camper through the trees. You can just see it in the middle of the picture.

I spy home

Leaving Dulverton today was interesting on the roads. Yesterday we had so much rain and the river leval was very high I knew there would be a lot of water on the country roads. In some places I had to drive on the other side of the road because of the amount of water but nothing too deep luckily. Tomorrow is Xmas day and we will go and spend it with Nikki’s mum. Stay safe everybody.

Dulverton town hall

Exmoor’s charm

Now we are at Dulverton again another site we have been to many times. It’s right in the village of Dulverton beside the river Barle. No Traffic noise day or night just the sound of the river rushing along. Made greater by the rain we have had in the last couple of days. There are not many on site due to the current situation in the country, a lot have cancelled.

Morning sun lighting up the arches.

The above picture of the sun lighting up the arches of the bridge into the village sets the scene for the village. You often see canoeists paddling by and in the summer kids will play in the river. The narrow roads add charm to the village although can be a bit tricky getting to the site in a 30ft camper, but slow and steady is the way to go. Some streets you just can’t go down or up though only on a bike.

Not for the camper this one.

Being on Exmoor means there is lots of biking trails for me, narrow lanes and bridle ways, big hills up and big hills down. Last year when we were here I biked out to Tarr steps and wanted to go there again only this time do a bit of a loop so I came to it one way crossed it and came back another way.

Many years ago I used to go up on Exmoor every weekend mountain biking and have biked across the bridge at Tarr steps and gone through the river in the summer. Now it was winter, the stones will be slippery, they’re not very even, they have gaps in them that could catch you out, the rivers cold and running fast, no one is about to fish me out if I fall in, my bike could disappear. Should I get there and walk across. What do you think. Of course I got there took some photos and rode across with a big grin on my face when I got to the other side.

Tarr steps

Tarr steps is what they call a clapper bridge although I never heard anyone clapping when I got to the other side. It’s 55 metres long and been there a very long time. It’s right in a valley so a big down hill to get to it and a big up hill to bike back up.

Another thing I wanted to do while we were down in Devon was to get Ellis some real Devon cider. Ellis is the welsh guy that has a small holding opposite the campsite we were working on in Snowdonia. He supplied us with the very nice trout we had all through the summer. Chatting to him he said he liked a cider with his tea in the evening. So I told him I would bring him some back next year. I knew just the place to get some from.

Indicknowle cider and farm shop is on the edge of Exmoor but still in Devon. They rear all their own animals and make cider. The cider is made from apples from their own orchard. The apples are blended, milled, and pressed using Victorian equipment using the same methods the family has used since the 1870’s and then stored in oak barrels. So when I say it’s proper cider, it’s proper farm cider. Not the manufactured stuff you get in the super market which has never seen an apple in its production.

The cider cellar

I was chatting to the owner about the way it’s made and working on the farm. He was saying it’s a hard life but very enjoyable. He offered me some cider to try before I buy, but I declined the offer telling him it was for a friend and me and cider don’t really get on. I have had a couple of dodgy nights on the cider, well the nights were ok it was the next day that was dodgy so me and cider are no longer friends.

So that’s us up to date on our travels, we are missing France, Spain and Portugal in the winter but other things have taken priority this last two years, and with Covid and brexit happening now who knows what will happen next winter for us. Watch this space. We don’t do Xmas as you will know if you follow this blog so I will wish you all a happy holiday. Stay safe out there.

Still some leaves to fall in Dulverton.

Back in Devon

We left Cirencester on 22nd of November to head for Devon. We needed to get down there to see Nikki’s mum and sort so much stuff out for her. We had doctor and dentist appointments and the car and camper were both booked in for mot and services.

Because we were both going to be driving different vehicles we had a plan to go a certain way and stop at Taunton Deane services for a pit stop and snack which we had made. I left as Nikki was still putting in the sat nav directions in the car and somehow I went off in a different direction to her. So I carried on and she carried on. I thought she will catch me up soon especially when we get on the motorway.

I got to the motorway and still no sign of her so I just carried on cruising along at about 60 mph knowing she will catch me up. Meanwhile Nikki is just cruising along thinking I will catch her up. I approached the service area and thought no sign of her she must have gone on by so I stayed on the motorway. Just after leaving the motorway I pulled over for a pit stop then carried on to the campsite.

I was just checking in when Nikki messaged me to say she had just got to the service area, I was about half an hour in front of her somehow. We did laugh.

The campsite we were now on was only open for key workers and peaple who were in between buying houses etc, so was not very busy. We have stayed here before and it’s not to far away from Nikki’s mums.

We went to see Nikki’s mum the next day and was good to see her and I am sure she was pleased to see us. The long list of things to do is getting shorter by the day although I am sure there are a few add ons.

Our trip to the doctors was ok and the dentist apart from the cost but you can’t put a price on a nice smile can you. The car had its mot service and cam belt and water pump done so that was a big bill. But again you can’t put a price on that smile you get from driving it. Perhaps the dentist and garage should get together and come up with a deal. Smiles per miles. Nikki’s mums car also had a mot. Her car had been sat in her garage for a year and sadly she is never going to drive again so it’s got to go. I got it started and took it for an mot. It needed a new battery but apart from that was all ok. It’s now up for sale but it’s the wrong time of year so near to Xmas to be selling it. And we leave the area this weekend so that causes more problems.

The camper also had its mot and service and I asked for the levelling jacks to be refurbed. It’s all been done but I have not had the bill yet. To be honest I don’t want the bill because that one is not going to make me smile. Still it’s got to be done. If the wheels don’t turn we can not travel.

Before we left wales I cut my hair. On the first of November and decided I was not going to cut it again until I get back to wales on the first of March. But I did have another hair cut. My beard had been bugging me for ages, not growing like I wanted it to etc so I cut three inches off it. After another few days while Nikki was out I decided it had to go so out with the kitchen scissors and it’s all gone. After having it hanging on my chin for Severn years it felt odd. Nikki is still staring at me strangely but she has always done that anyway. Nikki also changed her hair colour which looks very nice.

On the beach

It’s nice being next to the sea again although the surf has been rubbish so I have not been surfing. We have been down the beach and yesterday I went down the beach on my own to chill by the sea. I also wanted to check out a new bike facility on the way. In Braunton they have built a pump track. A pump track is a serious of humps and bends to practice certain things on your bike. It’s an all weather one also and should be quiet at this time of year, not to many kids so I plan on going down to have a go around it while they are all at school.

A nice berm
Humps and berms

Our travel plans have all changed for the winter because of Covid. We had planned on seeing family and friends etc but due to the tier system we decided it’s best not to visit but keep ourself to ourself as much as we can. So I do apologise to those of you who were looking forward to buying us a beer and catching up. There’s always next year.

Wish these were my driveway gates

We are moving from this site on Sunday and going to Dulverton, another site we have been on before. We will be there for three weeks. Its a bit further away from Nikki’s mum but we we will still go and see her. After that we will be going to Minehead and then onto cheddar before heading back to wales to start work again and get some money in the bank. Getting fed up with beans on toast now. Stay safe every body.

An Old street in south molton

Strange sights

One of the things I was looking forward to about coming to Cirencester was just down the road on Bird lip hill, do birds have lips ? was a bike park, a playground for me to go off and play on my bike, giving Nikki some peace and quiet. But Boris said no Mike the bike park has to close. Thanks Boris. I argued the case pointing out that when on the trails you don’t see anyone and if you do keeping two metres apart is easy. But the answer was still no.

So I was forced to go out in my bike on the road. I love being out in my bike but not on the road. For me it’s boring and don’t get me started on the traffic. I think everyone who takes driving lessons now should ride a bike for a day or two around towns etc and then they would realise just how much room they should give peaple on bikes etc.

Luckily when I go out from the site I can avoid most traffic and try and use all the small back roads, that way I rarely see cars just the odd tractor. That was until the other day when out in my bike just making a route up as I went along I came across a main road the A429. When I say main road it’s not like a major busy road but bigger than a rural lane. We drive along it when leaving here heading for the M4. No I never ended up on the M4 on my bike.

I knew where I was when I came onto this road and knew just down the road was a place called Kemble which has an airfield now called Cotswold Airport. When we have driven down this road last year you can see over the other side of the airfield old planes, some complete others in parts. But now parked up right next to the road are a line of 747’s. You can almost touch them.

Beware low flying planes

It’s not everyday you see these big planes up so close especially when your out for a bike ride. Plenty of room for me to park the bike up and take some pictures. There is a company that use the airport called ASI Air salvage international. Basically a scrapyard for planes but a posh one. This company strip parts and store them, they do refits where they will strip a part off and transport it anywhere in the world and refit to another plane. Refits on the interior for training etc, film shoots and they will store your old planes here for you. A scrapyard on a grand scale, not like your old car scrapyard you used to see years ago. So if you need a part for your 747 etc these guys just might have what your looking for.

Line Em up
So close

After taking some photos I got back on my bike and headed for Cirencester to complete my 22 mile bike ride. And I didn’t see one tractor that day just a load of 747 jumbo jets. You try making people believe that when you tell them.

Another photo opportunity I wanted to try was to put some lights on my bike and take photos of it in the dark. No not Xmas lights just normal bike lights. Well not quite normal but very good bike lights. Bike lights have come a long way since my childhood days on my paper round. Replacing the battery’s every couple of weeks and even then it was just like having a candle in front of you. Then you left them off for the summer and when you went to put them back on next winter they were all corroded and had to be thrown out so you had to spend your paper round money on new lights. Vicious circle really.

My bike lights now are led lights and you recharge them through a USB port and they are very bright with main beam, low beam, flashing, strobing etc. Yes they are expensive for good ones. These were £100 but you can get better ones. I will rarely use these but I do quite fancy doing a night ride down the trails at the bike park in Wales.

Bright lights

As you can see they are very bright and peaple should be able to see me if I go out at night. Probably not a good idea around here though as the planes coming into the cotswold airfield might mistake my lights for the runway lights being so bright.

Tonight we are treating ourselves to a Chinese takeaway, it may contain nuts but no Covid. Stay safe everybody.

Light and dark