Waterside Farm, Edale Valley, Peak District –> England
I love it when a plan comes together. With less than 24 hours to go until the weekend all we knew was that we wanted to go to the Peak District. But we hadn’t found the right place yet. I remembered Rich, a fellow vanlifer/blogger/instagrammer from Derbyshire and thought that being from there(ish) he might have a better idea about where to go. And of course I was right (I also love it when *that* happens!).
Rich sent me a few links and from one of them I ended up picking Waterside Farm in the Edale Valley. The Valley is beautiful! Majestically impressive. Stunning views literally round the corner from some of Manchester’s suburbs [I know!!!! Who would have thought!?]. As soon as we drove down what seemed to be the only way in and out of the valley I could feel myself relax and started to look forward to another great weekend in the Peaks. We arrived at the campsite just after 8pm, picked our spot, grabbed the dog and headed straight to the pub ^_^
The Rambler Inn is roughly a mile or so from the campsite and all we needed to do was walk across some fields at the back of the campsite. Win/win: Maisie didn’t mind and we didn’t have to drive. It’s a nice Inn and although not super packed (good) was nicely busy that evening. We enjoyed some German beer (another one of my loves. I guess there’s just no getting away from one’s heritage) then merrily walked back to the site. The campsite consists of 3 fields behind the back of a VERY old farmhouse, one of them kinda reserved for ramblers and cyclists in very tiny tents. It’s a case of turn up and pitch up; we ended up next to a man and his young son on one side and a couple in their bongo on the other. As it was the first weekend of the school holidays my guess is there were a few more children around than we’d normally come across but that’s not necessarily a bad thing – I don’t mind watching the next generation of happy campers. As long as they’re nice’n quiet of course, ha! ^_^
The weather was a little weird. Boiling hot yet no sun.
From the campsite we walked straight to Hollins Cross and from there down to the George Hotel in Castleton for a couple of drinks and some well deserved junk food.
This was our first camping trip without H. It was a little weird but I guess that was to be expected.
And for those of you wondering about Maisie’s sexy little corset: although she can jump (as you can see) she’s a little girlish when it comes to stiles and sometimes needs a little help getting over some of the obstacles we encounter. With her Ruffwear gear it’s easy to lift her. It’s like a little uniform now – as soon as it comes on she knows she’s off exploring ^_^
As for Waterside Farm: can thoroughly recommend! No WiFi or hook-ups. Basic shower/toilet block. In the middle of nowhere. Tenner a night for our little unit (that’s 2 adults, the dog & the van). Happy campers!