Snowdonia –> North Wales
Here we are then. Year 4. And what better way to spend your anniversary than go’n camp out in the rain & snow ^_^
I love how organised other vanners are. They seem to have a place for everything and everything in its place. Which reminded me of how things used to be when we took the van to France last year. This just made me giggle. If I hadn’t written it down I probably wouldn’t believe that we used to set things up like that. And check my neat instructions ^_^ Talk about telling peeps how to suck eggs!
Anyways. I digress. The plan was to pack up the van the day before. However, as it happened we decided to go to the pub instead ^_^.
I’ve had my eye on the Gwynant campsite for a while. It’s at the base of Snowdon and right next to the Gywant lake and we’ve driven past it numerous times in summer and it was always busy. Now, I’m like a little recluse and not keen on mass camping [I make an exception for Shell Island but only because I will always remember & treasure our very first camping trip which led us there and fond memories just can’t be planned. They happen, regardless of where you are. Or how many people are there with you ^_^]. At this time of year though we were pretty certain there wouldn’t be too many other people about.
And we were right. In fact, it was so empty we spent about half an hour walking across the site moving the van from one place to the other trying to find somebody who could tell us that the site was actually open for business and that we weren’t trespassing.
We found a van with keys in it. Some lights left on. Open gates. And unlocked toilets; always a sure sign of life ^_^. We decided that it was probably a good idea to take the dogs for a walk and were secretly hoping that on our way back there’d be more fellow campers around; then we could relax and kick off birthday slash anniversary celebrations with a well deserved bottle of red.
Back at the
ranch van it’s good news as more campers have turned up and it’s getting dark, must be cocktail o’clock?!
My BFF is awesome. She might not like camping [we tried] or the outdoors but she DOES know how to throw a party and so she’d packed up a birthday mojito for us to enjoy Vdub stylie ^_^ We played around with the lighting and the sparklers and how to stick them in the limes for a bit, cooked some dinner, then settled down with a bottle of red and talked a bit. There’s no hook-ups. No telly. No WiFi. No reception at all. Perfect!
On the Saturday we wake up to a light dusting of snow on the mountains and new tents [bus loads of kids on a school field trip arrived over night].
Gwynant did not disappoint. Access for vans is a little restricted [as we’re not allowed on the fields]. But the hardstanding area we found was good enough for us. I can imagine in summer these hardstandings are used as parking spaces for the tent people and so space could become an issue. But you can walk up Snowdon from here. Or into the village for some freshly brewed coffee. And the views are to die for! Facilities are excellent and the fee is collected by a young man who came round with a big torch and a receipt book ^_^ We paid £8/person and £1/dog. I normally whinge about having to pay extra for the dogs. But I’m female and allowed to change my mind whenever I want to. And I REALLY liked this site. So I’m overlooking the pointless dog charge.
The verdict. Easy. 5/5. Defo.
We moved on to another location on Saturday. More about that soon.