Two go down to Dorset

We realised that we hadn’t been out in Dora for a while. This was mainly due to family commitments and Jo having knee surgery in late September. A while ago we had signed up for a rally with the Adria Owners Club down in Dorset. We hadn’t been on a rally with this lot before but thought we should give it a go. It also included a brewery tour so what’s not to like?

We left late on Thursday afternoon thinking that we would get caught up in all sorts of traffic but the run down was uneventful and in good time. We thought we wouldn’t arrive until around 21.30 but we were on our pitch at South Lytchett Manor Campsite (S4S#224625) well before 21.00. Dinner in the oven and bottle of wine opened. All very civilised.

Dora amongst other Adria vans
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A cheeky Cornwall trip

We love going away for short (or long) breaks in Dora. We aren’t proud! So, when an ex-neighbour was celebrating his 60th birthday in Tintagel at the weekend, we thought why not? Jo had volunteering on the Thursday afternoon and we also had tickets for the recording of the BBC Podcast, The Kitchen Cabinet, in the evening so that meant a Friday morning start. However, everything took a bit longer than anticipated which meant that we didn’t leave home until after 11.00. We were also driving via our friends in Hampshire to pick up some artwork they had kindly brought back from Denmark for us. We turned down lunch as we had already had biblical rain on our way down and suspected more was to come, slowing our journey down.

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Horses for courses

We needed to leave the Edinburgh campsite by midday on Tuesday (August 20th) but we only had a 90 minute drive to our next site at St Andrews. So, we decided to take a detour to Falkirk to see the Wheel and the Kelpies. Luckily, they weren’t too far apart and both had fantastic parking for campervans with just a short walk to the attractions.

The Kelpies
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Entertaining Edinburgh

After a slight delay due to seeing a consultant about Jo’s knee and her subsequent steroid injection, we set off to Edinburgh late Tuesday morning (August 13). We needed to be at the site just north of Edinburgh by 20.00 so we only stopped for coffee refills and the toilet during our 400 mile drive north. A quick stop at Keele and Tebay services meant we arrived with 45 minutes to spare. We had taken the scenic route along the A702 from the A74 and it was gorgeous in between the rain showers! Onto our pitch and we were soon heating up the lovely pies we bought at Tebay Services Farmshop. We were shocked how cold it was in comparison to down south. There must have been at least a 10°C difference in temperature and it had started raining from Stafford onwards. Relatively early to bed as it had been a long day.

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Brilliant Brighton

A long weekend was in store for us to celebrate Brighton Pride in early August so we left home around 19.00 on the Thursday evening. We arrived at the Caravan Club site just north of the marina two hours later having driven through horrendous thunderstorms and parked up in the Late Night Arrivals Area with another van and caravan. The site were very kind and checked we were ok despite being outside of their working hours. A quiet night and as soon as the office opened at 09.00 we were booked in and settled on the pitch but not before we ensured that the appropriate bunting was hung out!

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Hooray Henley

In early July we had a few days away in Henley on Thames whilst the Royal Regatta Rowing week was on. We had booked a couple of nights at the Four Oaks Campsite just a mile outside of Henley town centre. We had taken our bikes to make it easier to explore the best vantage points to watch the races. We didn’t have tickets to any of the enclosures so we were mixing with the common people.

Henley Four Oaks Campsite
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A Short Sojourn Away

We had been invited down to Weston Super Mare to visit friends but as they had a full house, we took Dora to make life easier as we could sleep in her. We left on Sunday, June 2 around 13.15 after Liz had done her bit volunteering at a nearby wetland park and had an uneventful but slow journey down. We found a large enough spot to park right outside their flat which was extraordinary given we were close to the front and it was a lovely sunny day! We had time to catch up with old friends before eating out a local Greek restaurant, The Thatched Cottage, that evening.

 

Sand Bay
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Homeward Bound

It seemed like only yesterday that we left the UK but our time away was coming to an end. We needed to start heading west from Würzburg on Friday, April 26. We had one last palace on our list to visit first and that was Heidelberg Schloss (Schloss is palace and Burg is castle). It was pretty tricky driving through the narrow streets up to the palace and we could see why people parked in the city and caught the funicular! We managed to get into the car park (P4N#161562) and walked down to the palace. We both thought that it would be less of a ruin than it was so we walked around the gardens and took in the views but didn’t bother to pay to go into the courtyard. It might have been that we were ‘castled’ out as well.

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The Romantic Road

It was wonderful to wake up to the view of Hohenzollern castle above us on Wednesday, April 24. We were the only ones in the car park and it started snowing (just for a change)! We had booked to go on the first tour of the day at 10.00 so there were very few people with us on the shuttle bus up the steep climb to the entrance. The castle dates back to 1267 and became the seat of the Kings of Prussia. It was pretty cold at the top but with great views across the countryside.

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The Amazing Black Forest

As we didn’t have a Swiss vignette, we kept to the minor roads as we headed north from Vaduz, Liechtenstein back towards the SW of Germany. The Swiss roads were quiet on a Saturday afternoon (April 20) and it was lovely to gently make our way towards the German town of Konstanz. The town sits on the southern side of Bodensee (Lake Constance) despite the rest of that part of the lake still being in Switzerland. We had originally thought we would stay there overnight but we didn’t like the look of the place so we caught a ferry across the lake from Konstanz to Meersburg. What a difference!

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A detour to Liechtenstein

Once we made the decision to drive to Liechtenstein (a country in its own right since 1719) after lunch at Kristall Thermal Baths at Schwangau, we made good progress but had to be careful that we didn’t accidentally get sent onto any Swiss motorways as we didn’t have a vignette. 40CHF (Swiss Francs) seemed a hefty cost for basically using a couple of motorways. Our vignette for Austria still had a day left (thanks W&S) so we were okay for that part of the journey. We crossed from Germany into Austria and Switzerland to get to Liechtenstein. The weather was pretty atrocious with snow, hail and rain. We headed towards Vaduz, never knew that was the name of the capital, and stopped at the Royal Winery on the way in for a quick tasting before purchasing a case of very nice rosè.

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Painted houses and a painted castle

We left Dachau on Thursday afternoon, April 18, around 15.30 in a somewhat somber mood. We headed south west towards Füssen, still in Bavaria, close to the border with Austria. On the way, we went to see the village of Oberammergau up in the Alps where the Passion Plays are performed every ten years. Jo’s parents went there in 1990 so she was keen to see what it was like. The weather was still a mix of rain, sleet and snow but thankfully it stopped whilst we walked around the village with its painted houses. We had parked up near the centre so only had a 10 minute walk into the centre (P4N#417898).

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Idyll and atrocities

It had rained most of Tuesday night at Konigssee (King’s Lake) and started snowing around 08.00 on Wednesday, April 17 so, of course, we decided to do a boat trip along the lake to St Bartholomew’s Church. The whole area is a National Park so you can’t actually drive around the lake so taking the boat there was the only option. It was a lovely trip in a heated boat (thank goodness!) and the church itself was well worth the trip.

St Bartholomew’s Church
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Sound of Music and mountain passes

We left Lake Bled around 10.20 on Monday, April 15 to make our way north to Austria and Germany whilst Wendy and Stuart headed east to Hungary. We wanted to do some more mountain passes so first up was the Vršič Pass that goes up to 1600m with 50 hairpin bends that are numbered with a gradient of 14%. We did 25 of them before having lunch at the top and then headed back down so we did 50 in total! Onwards towards Austria but on the back roads as our Slovenian vignette had run out and at €32 we didn’t want to renew just for a few hours. Consequently, we then needed to go up the Wurzen Pass to enter Austria and that had a 18% descent. All was well although I suspect that the brake liners are a bit thinner now!

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Water, water, everywhere

So, on Wednesday morning we left our wonderful vineyard stopover at 10.40 to make our way to Lake Boshinj via a famous viewpoint for the Soča river and the Kozjak waterfalls nearby. We parked at a designated car park (P4N#120543) and walked up to the waterfalls. On the way we passed the viewpoint which is in the middle of a wooden suspension bridge. Amazing view but not sure I’d want to be on the bridge with a lot of other people.

We continued up to the falls passing only a few people so, when we got there, we had the place to ourselves.

Kozjak waterfall
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Sea, salt, Soča and sozzled!

After finishing Predjama Castle on Monday, April 8th and getting the shuttle bus back to the car park, we left our parking spot at 15.30 and continued down to Piran on the west coast of Slovenia. This whole area used to be part of the Austro-Hungarian empire until the end of the First World War when it was given to Italy. It is also the only part of Slovenia that has a coastline. The park up was in a field (P4N#346834) with electricity, next to the beach with the rest of the facilities in the adjacent campsite, Camp Fiesa. It was a tad expensive at €38 per night (including tourist tax) but there were very few options available and we had been told that Piran had some fine Venetian architecture. It also had boats so that was a draw too!

We sorted ourselves out quickly as we wanted to walk into town along the coastal path about a mile or so away whilst it was still light. One of the main monuments in Piran is the Bell Tower of the Cathedral of St George but sadly it was covered in scaffolding (there seems to be a theme for our trip!). We wandered around the back alleyways and ended up at a bar overlooking the Adriatic. We hadn’t been back to this part of the Med for about 7 years so it was lovely to look across to Croatia and reminisce.

We just had to have a cocktail!

We just made it back to the van before it was dark and we were greeted by our Austrian neighbours with a glass of schnapps! It would have been rude not to accept. Dinner in the van and a relatively early night for us.

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A castle, caves and konji (horses in Slovenian)

We left wonderful Ljubljana early on Sunday morning, April 7, to make our way south to the Karst region of Slovenia. This region is a limestone plateau that stretches from the Gulf of Trieste in the Adriatic into western Slovenia. There are many kilometres of underground caves created over millions of years. Our first stop were the Škocjan Caves in the SW of the country. The tour lasted two hours and covered about 2.5km of caves and 700 steps. The caves were amazing with the Reka river roaring through it. It was first discovered in 1890. We weren’t allowed to take photos inside but the vastness of it was breathtaking. The cave itself was over 100m high and full of stalactites and stalagmites as well as being the largest underground canyon in the world and a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

The bridge over the river was 45m high

We then continued south to Lipica where the Lipizzaner horses were originally bred. Sturdy work horses from the Karst region were bred with Spanish horses to create the Lipizzaner breed as long ago as 1580. Whilst the stud farm no longer provides the horses for the Spanish Riding School in Vienna, they have over 300 horses at any one time so clearly in great demand. On Sundays only they put on a show at 15.00 as well as providing a tour of the premises so we saw young stallions still learning their trade (only stallions perform). It was entertaining but not yet polished. All good value for €25pp.

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A tale of two capital cities

On Friday morning, April 5, we treated ourselves to breakfast in the campsite restaurant in Plitvice Lakes National Park in Croatia. It was a feast of omelettes, meat, cheese, bread, fruit and yoghurt for only €14 each. We had enough food to provide for lunch over the next two days! Having filled up with water as we knew we wouldn’t be in a campsite for a few days, it was time to move on. Just before we set off we noticed that the engine oil light came on so we checked it and found she needed a bit of a top up. Not bad going as we’d done over 14,000 miles since her last oil change.

We had decided that Zagreb would be our final stop in Croatia before moving onto Slovenia. Whilst Belgrade and Sofia had underwhelmed as capital cities, Zagreb didn’t disappoint. It felt a lively, buzzy place helped, no doubt, by the warm, sunny Spring like weather. Even so, there were large parks, interesting tunnels under the city streets, cathedrals and grand architecture. We had found a parking spot in a central car park that only changed €2.80 per hour and had no height restrictions (P4N#233856). It was a bit tight getting in and eventually we found a spot – our fault for arriving at 13.00 on a Friday! A short walk later and we could take in the sights.

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