Predictably, we had a lovely time. Because we always do, really, because camping is great. It was great this time as well because we were joined by Pippa and Ian for Isadora's first camping trip, which went well enough for them that they stayed on an extra night! It was lovely for Tom to have someone to play with (a.k.a. sit near to).
We camped at Studfold up at the top of Nidderdale. A compact campsite but with large enough pitches to give enough space for everyone. It has an activity trail next door, and we'll be back to camp when the children are old enough to enjoy that.
We went to Brimham Rocks on the Saturday, a large bunch of rocks just hanging around together near Pateley Bridge. They're impressive things: possibly my description and photographs don't do them justice. Risky was gleeful to be going near rocks again and spent a lot of time scrambling over them, including going on her hands and knees over stones no higher than her ankle, just for the fun of it.
Some of the rocks. Biggish ones.
Some of Marisca's scrambling. I've not got many photos this time - largely because I was in charge of my Girl's safety and there were some rather large drops around!
I'm trying to decide if this is a better catalogue pose for the wild (a.k.a. normal) hair, which goes with the scenery, than if she's actually managed to keep it tidy in the hairband she was wearing 10 minutes previously.
Of course we took the opportunity for a picnic, and my lovely boy and girl obliged with comedy sausage roll eating. The third picture is included for a balanced diet.
[By the way, Elspeth knocked up Tom's new sun hat during a nap last week. How brilliant is she?]
And finally, I could have written a whole separate post about the requisite campsite washing bowl bathing, as I've got some cracking photos. Here are my favourite three.
Marisca had a go too and, for the record, did manage to squeeze herself into the bowl, with rather less space than last time.
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