Undoubtedly we all have key dates and events and destinations in our outdoor adventure program (if you plan, like me, too much sometimes). For us THE key event of the year is the PMC - the pre-midge-camp. Or even more the L-PMC, the last-pre-midge-camp. You cannot set a date for it, because you do not know when the dreaded little monsters of the Highlands start to emerge, but from early spring onward you are acutely aware that you must not waste any opportunity for camping or you might find yourself one day with loads of itching regrets!
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James has been really getting into his walking recently and given the choice he’ll usually pick a day in the hills as his activity of choice. He has been steadily knocking off a few munro’s (though not quick enough for his liking!). Whilst getting out and doing the actual walking is pretty easy given he’s so keen, it’s the logistics of it all that seem to be the difficult part for us.
There is no school on a Wednesday afternoon across the majority of France. The idea is, that children use this time to pursue any hobbies or sports that might interest them. In the past, the older boys have signed up to judo at the beginning of the year and that has been our Wednesday afternoons accounted for. This year, however, we thought we'd leave them free to do whatever takes our fancy at the time; be it skiing, cycling, walking, swimming or simply hanging out with friends.
“But how do you get them to walk?” This is something I am frequently asked by other parents when we exchange stories about weekends and holidays and I tell them about our walks. “I’d love to do a walk like that with my children, but it’s just not possible!” they say. My standard answer is that it’s almost certainly possible with a bit of determination and imagination.
I was just thinking that I really should book the ferry to Stornoway this week for our summer trip when I started to remember our first camping trip to the Islands.
You will know me by now as somebody who likes to plan! So yes, indeed, I had a few plans for what to do and see in Austria and on my definite to-do-list was the Salzwelten in Hallstatt. A scenic train ride from our house- and pet-sitting home in Bad Ischl.
“But what happens when it’s raining? How do you get them to walk then?” Once I’ve described how, with a bit of determination and imagination, it’s perfectly possible to get the children to go for that walk, there’s usually an immediate follow-on question about how to achieve this in wet weather. The answer is ‘More of the same!’
It was still very much winter, there was snow on the tops, but we hadn’t been away in the camper van for while so we decided to head for the Lake District, specifically the National Trust campsite at Langdale. Not somewhere we’d usually camp during peak season, but in February it was very reasonably priced! Funnily enough, in what is usually a very busy campsite, we only noticed about three tents, but many camper vans! We don’t have any heating in our camper van, but it’s definitely warmer than sleeping in a tent.
Dom has been super busy at work recently which has meant it’s just been me and the kids most weekends. To start off we played it safe, with some local dog walks and trips to all the lovely castles we have on our doorstop, but this didn’t really cut it with James and Sophie, they were soon yearning for something a little bit more exciting.
I love hiking from the top of a ski lift. Epic views for half the effort, loads of fun; even if it is cheating. It's even better when you have a little one as they get to experience the lift and you don't have to carry them to the top - winner.
Whenever we’re planning our weekend adventures, we tend to always forget all the fantastic things we have right on our doorstop. That’s not to say we don’t appreciate the lovely scenery in our village, we do, we really are spoilt for choice for our daily dog walks. But whilst we get out every day locally, a hurried walk before you dash off to work or to an after-school club isn’t quite the same as really taking the time to explore is it?
It was a rather chilly and frosty day, and everybody was a bit lacklustre about giving Jarvis his walk. We decided to hop in the car and go a little bit further afield, rather than doing one of our usual walks we do every day. As we set off, I reeled off some of our favourites, which were greeted with a resounding “NO”. After reciting a huge long list and still not getting answers I asked in despair “well where then?” To which the answer came – “here” with James pointing to a small layby with a forest track leading away from it.