This evening something appeared on my Facebook that made me smile and took me back 6 years. One of our honeymoon destinations is on Facebook, but they rarely update. Tonight Blue Reef Cottages posted a video of their cottages and it reminded me of the amazing time we had travelling the highlands and islands of Scotland. Even the non-stop 5 hour car journey from Skye to Loch Lomond sped by thanks to the amazing scenery.
We’re a big fan of the UK and most years we have our main holiday here. We like places that are different, quirky. Places that will bring magical memories. Part of it is cost. We can have a 4*/5* holiday in the UK or 3* abroad. We like a bit of luxury now and then. Words cannot express the beauty of the barren Isle of Harris. The colour of the turquoise sea is incredible and I can understand why Ben Fogle fell in love with the place all those years ago when he was on neighbouring Taransay. It’s a place where life is slow and beautiful. One of my strongest memories from Harris was sitting on a deserted Scarista beach on a sunny June afternoon drinking champagne and eating fresh Scottish strawberries.
Over the years we’ve covered many corners of the UK mainland. This year we may be heading Norfolk/Suffolk way. We’ve been members of the National Trust for a good few years now as in Derbyshire and Staffordshire we’re surrounded by properties and they make cheap days out. They also make cracking service stations. You can always guarantee good facilities, cake and no fighting for car parking spaces.
Summer 2010 was the turn of Herefordshire and Woodland Tipi & Yurts. We had been recommended this place by a good friend. The weather was fabulous and a lot of the time was spent discovering cider orchards , lying on the lawns of Berrington Hall watching the swallows and swifts swoop overhead, switching off with a book on the hammock and not forgetting the log fired pizza oven. One night while watching a stunning sunset with friends a Tawny Owl came to join us around the campfire.
In 2011 we headed in to Wales and while it did seem to rain lots the decanter of sherry at Dapper Camping Club kept us warm at night and I was in bookshop heaven in Hay-on-Wye. We dined at the fabulous Felin Fach Griffin, had a tour around the Penderyn distillery, ate afternoon tea at Gliffaes, played at Steinway at Dinefwr and got lost in the beauty of National Botanic Garden of Wales. One some of the few sunny evenings we had we even managed to fit in a BBQ.
2012 was the turn of Cornwall, in particular Little White Alice. The long drive was made up by the beautiful colours of Cornwall. It was very much how much Cornwall could we fit in a week. The wonderful St Ives, fish & chips at Falmouth, swimming in the natural swimming pool followed by hot tub, a trip to Camel Valley Vineyard and stumbling across the stunning Glendurgan gardens and Durgan beach. On the way home I even managed to visit the costume collection at Killerton.
Yes the British weather can be awful but as the saying goes there is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothes. In all the years we’ve holidayed in the UK I can honestly say there hasn’t been one week that has been a total washout. So give the UK a try, you may be surprised what you find.