Archive | August, 2016

Testing out my Cardio at Lake Vyrnwy once more

31 Aug

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With a good weather report, we dug out the bikes and the recently adjusted bike rack, then set out on the 60 or so miles to Lake Vyrnwy, Powys, Wales. A comfort break in the beautiful, atmospheric, village of Llanfyllin is shown above. We drove out from under the clouds into warm sunshine and a light cooling breeze. Perfect for cycling.
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We parked in “our” spot on the Llanwddyn side of the Lake, close to the canoe and sailboat cabin. We had a light lunch before the little car park quickly filled with families, all intent on cycling around the Lake.We could hear the squeals of the children and young teenagers from the canoe centre. They were having a lot of fun by the sounds of it! It was very cheering to hear!
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With the bikes set up and water bottles installed in the front shopping basket of my wife’s Carrefour special  ( read Cheap but attractive Vietnamese “loss leader!”) we set off for a challenging 12 mile ? lap. Alongside the water bottles were two aerosol tyre repair cans , in case of puncture. I hate walking. This time it would have been even worse to have to push a bike back, as I had forgotten to pack any shoes and was cycling in all terrain walking sandals. Not the safest of footwear but it was either that or barefoot.
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This side of the Lake is in shadow in the afternoon and coupled with the damp road from the overhanging forest, going is usually cool to chilled. It was warm enough for shorts, sockless sandals and short sleeve cotton shirt. Not bad for the last, official day of summer.

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We actually overtook one family trio but we were comprehensively burned off by a lady somewhat older than ourselves who was accompanied by an extremely beautiful young girl.Two shocks in one manouvre! We met up with these two again when we rested at the old village car park shown above. The sun was brilliant, throwing silver shards of sparkling light right across the waters of the Lake. A lovely day indeed. Oh and the ticker appears to be up to the job. How can it take nearly 3 years to find out that caffeine does not meet your heart’s approval? It could be much worse though. LOL


Drove my Chevy to the Levy. Capesthorne Hall.

28 Aug

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The promised post on previous motor caravans is held in abeyance until my “chief clerical officer” can tell me where exactly she moved all the old brochures to when she reorganiised the loft bedroom. Oh Hum ! But instead is a bit about Capesthorne Hall Classic Car show today. First thing to catch my eye was this beautiful step side Chevy pickup truck. I want to drive one all the way along Route 66, preferably with retrofitted air con.
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Then we spotted another, most unusual pickup. It looked as if it was designed with influences from UFO sightings or Area 51 reports:
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We saw loads of cars which pretty ordinary in the 1960s. They were mostly all pretty rusty back then when I was a kid. Neglected, but only 5 to 10 years old. MOTs only came in during 1960 and maintenance was hit and miss. Those at Capesthorne were a tribute to OCD sufferers and Waxoyl.We spotted one more American car which I liked. It remnded me of 1960s Comic books which we would buy from the local market.
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You could almost hear the mutterings from the purists. ” Fancy butchering a fine American classic to produce that monstrosity!” But to me it was a Classic in it’s own right:
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I really wanted a Hot Rod when I was 10 yo. Comic Books also sparked an interest in surfing but the cold waters of Cornwall and sand rash put me off that at 14 yo. My favourite car of the event was a Sunbeam.
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Just look at this interior!
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Spotted what I thought was a Ferrari 250 but I think it may have been a partially re-bodied BMW Z3. But the interior did not confirm this? Perhaps someone had spent more on a “new” dashboard and retro seats than on the kit from Tribute Automotive. Here is an example. Quite like these………
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Body kit bolts and bonds on and costs from around £5,000 plus a donor Z3. A very different sports car for less than the price of a good Mazda MX5???? Ticks all my boxes.

Contacted by two old friends. A quick post today.

25 Aug



We sold our previous caravan to a nice couple who live on the edge of our village. Yesterday, whilst logging before Autumn sets in ( oh no, I mentioned the “A” word!) I had a call from Phil who was puzzled by the Raclet awning that we sold with the Microlite. I popped round and between us , my memory slowly clicked into life and we sorted it out. A French awning, we imported from Holland with no English instructions apart from the ones I wrote. (That makes me think of Eric and Ernie: ” Here is a song wot I wrote…”). Thats one old friend getting in contact. Then Martin from Scotland e-mailed with another set of interesting photos and a reminder to post some scans of old brochures of family motorhomes and campervans along with a surprising collection of classic campervans found by him on just one Scottish campsite!. Watch this space. I shall make time from “gathering winter fuel, Wenceslas style” and put together a photo post especially for the nostalgic amongst us.
Martin has been a generous contributor to the Blog since we met at Drivelodge. You would be forgiven if you mistook us for brothers if you saw us. He the Scot with an English name and I, the Englander with a Scottish name.

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Close up Martin and I both look like this:

Long weekend in and around London

24 Aug

Spent almost a complete day at Ightham Mote, near Sevenoaks in Kent. A huge, mostly medieval Manor House with massive character and atmosphere. Hot weather and sun added to the fun.A National Trust property, well worth visiting. Great food and lovely folk acting as guides
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The journey down took us through central London to avoid traffic holdups and we got within a sat nav estimated 15 minutes of our journey’s end which eventually took over 1 1/2 hours.
Eltham Palace is in sight of “The Shard” but it’s large grounds defy being so close to central London. Now run by English Heritage, this was once the home rebult by Steven Courtauld and his Italian wife, “Ginie”. The oldest bits remaining include a medieval hall, a moat and a bridge. Built in the then luxurious Art Deco style, it is not one of my favourites but interesting non the less. The audio visual tour is excellent and gives a superb impression of how good life was at Eltham. With loads of background information about guests, war experiences and much more, it inspires you to research more following the visit. As an example, following the Courtaulds eventual move away from Eltham, one of their friends’ sons was hanged for treason after he tried to recruit British POWs to join Hitler’s forces . John Amery had close links to very influential people in England. His story somewhat smears the happier atmosphere created at Eltham. Another highly recommended place to see.
Once described as looking like a “pencil factory” , Eltham Palace differs from the much more pleasing properties that we have seen so far.The interior is well lit, decorated and interesting, though which makes up for the first impression from the exterior.
Once again, we witnessed some appalling driving on the M1 North of Milton Keynes. We saw at least 5 near misses between HGVs and cars, mostly due to tailgating. Driving at the legal limit, we kept out of most of the fairground behaviour and got home in a more reasonable 4 hours including stops, averaging 55 mpg.

An average of 4 nights “camping”

18 Aug

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Found the lovely image above on YouTube. It is the essence of overnighting by campervan.
Apparently the popularity of motor caravans has increased massively recently with some sources quoting all sales up by 22% or more. Camping (and caravanning) generally is also on the increase across the board. Lots of statistics can be found here

The average duration of a “camping” break is just over 4 nights. For us, that appears just about correct. We are lucky with our location, being just a couple of hours drive to North Wales for example. We can be on the South Coast of England in about 5 hours. We can make the borders of Scotland in similar time and Cornwall just about falls within that timescale. So, it’s feasible to enjoy a 4 night’s break, just about anywhere in the core of the UK.
Carrying equipment and food etc for 4 nights is possible in a compact camper van such as ours. Dried milk is useful. A bag of organic jumbo porridge oats goes a long way for breakfasts. Tea bags are extremely light. In warm weather, four changes of clothing is easily managed for two people if you use a decent bag for storage but even in cold and wet weather, a jumper and “cagoule” can be crammed in. We positively focus on buying local food wherever we are. It helps village shops near the campsites. One great space saver is a bottle of whisky rather than bottled beer. That’s my excuse anyway! Really ready for a relaxing break right now.Let’s see…..
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Off piste posting again!

17 Aug

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Even with the recent hot weather, we have been either unable to get away or lacked the energy to do so. So, I thought that I would divert from the campervan theme to show what we have been up to.
Some years ago, my brother uncovered a stone Inglenook fireplace in a bijou cottage he had bought in the Staffordshire Moorlands. Under some rather ordinary plasterboards , someoe had hidden away a locally quarried rustic stone feature. It was dated 1803.


(Now ! This man does know what he is doing!)

I fell in love with the design and Hollington Stone, made a replica from pink sandstone. The intention , back then, was to continue making these fireplaces and sell them as kits and/or fit them as a business. Events overtook both myself and my brother. I sold my house where the first replica was to be fitted and he became very busy with bigger building projects. Anyway, I recently decided to take the plunge and install the Inglenook in our current home. It had been in storage long enough!!!!
Massively heavy, I needed an engine hoist to lift the lintol into place. It is shown being propped up for safety above, whilst the slings were removed prior to being secured with interlocking, hidden , timber supports. (We do get little earthquakes around the potteries from time to time…..). The vertical sidecheek stones were a one man job to heave, red faced, into the space carved from the existing brickwork with a small, very sharp chisel and a new masonry drill. Similarly, the corbels were a one man job to lift up and slide carefully into place. The lintol had to be prodded into place with a long timber by my long suffering wife whilst I carefully controlled the “sticky” hydraulic controls on the lifting gear. Below it is shown tiled awaiting the restored Larbert “Portable” (LOL) solid fuel cast iron range.

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The tiles came from Congleton, dug up by someone from Stoke-on-Trent from a “Minton” hallway, common in the older parts of the potteries. Below is the stove , which will burn small logs. There are two hot plates and a two tier oven. It is an estimated 4 kw max but will stay hot for long periods. My wife has plans for home baked bread, pizza and tagine slow cooked meat dishes next winter. (when we are not travelling, The stove is not THAT portable!) Stoves of this type could be moved , house to house as families moved around. they were also fitted in Riverboats and narrow boats when the canals were working.
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The stove is about 2 feet wide, 18 inches deep and 2 feet high. I collected it ages ago from East Anglia and carried it home in a Ford Fiesta. I cannot, for the life of me, remember how I did that !!!!     It is very heavy.

Hope that you have found this interesting. Another diversion from the real, original intention for the Blog, but it is mostly behind the recent lack of posts.

A short trip to Liverpool

10 Aug

On Sunday we drove the short distance to Liverpool. The weather was bright, sunny and warm.Cruising at 70mph soon got us over the Runcorn bridge and we cruised past the car factories and John Lennon Airport. Greeted by family, we exchanged news over a beer while the barbeque hotted up. A truly wonderful day in a Victorian garden with chidren running up and down chased by a large friendly dog. Sun, laughter and excellent company. What more can you ask for? Belated birthday gifts were well received by youngsters full of energy. We came home , energised ourselves. Ready to complete domestic projects and then head for the hills yet again in the campervan. Life does not get much better. We count our blessings every day

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Runcorn Bridge. Close to the old Golden Wonder factory and all the other character packed places where I used to earn a crust. Pet Foods, Hauliers and Chemical Works and much more. Is this the “Northern Powerhouse” the jokers in Westminster blab about? You betcha !!!!!