New Farm House, Builth Wells, Powys –> Mid Wales
At the beginning of August we went down to Builth Wells for the day to go and meet the twins for the very first time. Perfect opportunity for a little overnighter. After a quick Google search of the area it looked like New House Farm by Rhosgoch in Powys would be a nice little spot to hang out.
And it was. There was nobody other than a gorgeous Henry look-alike Collie at the farm so we left a note by the door to say we had arrived and headed off to the field. We didn’t feel like doing anything. Or seeing anything. We just wanted to hang out. I guess one of the great things about having a dog (or three…) is that when you get somewhere you always feel like walking somewhere. Whether you want to or not.
[Are you kidding, of course I was tempted to smooth out those wrinkles, straighten that nose and get rid of those Dracula teeth. I actually made my husband re-take the same shot 12 times (you can see how fed up he became in the shot below mwahaha) I even tried to eliminate the looming wrinkle/nose/teeth drama at source by adding the biggest insect-eye shaped sunglasses ever…]
I gave up in the end and just enjoyed some beer watching the world go by after a leisurely stroll through some gorgeous countryside to the Roast Ox Inn at Painscastle.
Back on the field/in the van we cooked us some simple dinner and played the Simpsons Monopoly over some wine (I lost. What’s new). It wasn’t exactly the most adrenaline-filled overnighter but it was nice to actually just do not a lot.
The New House Farm camping field was right up my street: no facilities (apart from the obligatory toilet/wash block by the house), no EHU, no crowds, stunning scenery, friendly owners. All that for a fiver. Would happily return tomorrow!