John had read about Coco's Wild Camping site on the internet and was keen to visit. So we decided to cross the border on our way home and stay a night here. The weather is perfect. Light winds, beautiful summer sunshine and a warm 23 c. The drive through the beautiful Welsh countryside was interesting. Ask Angela what she thought of one of the A roads we drove along! As the the Tom Jones song goes, the grass here really is green.
Coco's, named after one of the resident donkeys is a one hundred and forty acre wild camping site set on a farm. Goats roam free, and the views are absolutely stunning.
This evening we will take advantage of the fact you can cook on a wood fire, something we've missed since leaving Scotland a week ago. It'll be nice again to fall asleep and awake to birdsong and bleating sheep, even if the Welsh sheep do sound a little angry. We are also hoping for a starry night. We are literally in the middle of nowhere. As always there's plenty to entertain us. A young girl's just been dropped off in a car. Her shorts a little too short. Her small tent erected in no time by the two men in the campervans either side of her. The only facilities here are a few composting toilets dotted around.
The one nearest to us is nearing it's level. It also has a sign in it saying 'nice arse'. We think the men in the campervans opposite might agree.
There's definitely a Coco the Donkey theme going on here!
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