Mutley
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Looks like it hasn't changed since last year to me
Im considering changing my plans given the weather, you tend to miss out on so much fun staying in a warm dry bed with an on suite and actual dry carpet on the floor. Plus you miss out on carting all the camping paraphernalia around. Who needs a bar downstairs when you can have sheep shit for stepping stones across the mud.
Im considering changing my plans given the weather, you tend to miss out on so much fun staying in a warm dry bed with an on suite and actual dry carpet on the floor. Plus you miss out on carting all the camping paraphernalia around. Who needs a bar downstairs when you can have sheep shit for stepping stones across the mud.
Don't forget the unadulterated pleasure of cooking your breakfast on a single gas burner as the pure welsh rain dribbles down the back of your neck, and then sitting in your tent porch with your chin on your knees with a plastic plate full of deeply fried items, as the kettle takes 20 minutes to boil for a cup of tea. And the washing up of cutlery is an experience not to be missed.
All that ray mears back to nature stuff beats the hell out of the hotel experience of walking downstairs in your dressing gown and slippers (after a piping hot shower), sitting at a table with a fresh orange juice and a cup of tea while flicking through that days papers after perusing the breakfast menu. Like being in a noel coward play.
And putting your bike gear on in the warm hotel lobby before going out in the rain, phaa, thats for wimps.
Still - It'll be great at my B&B
Is that the one run by the brother and sister who sleep in the same room, and own a dog which has the brownist arse in the world.
Make sure they wash their hands before cooking the breakfast.
Remember that this is at The Hand......
So, you'll wake up in a run down pokey room, with a luke warm shower, and back ache from a mattress that's almost as old as the hotel.
You'll have long walk down tired corridors and creaky staircases.
You'll have to pass through the bar, unsticking your feet from the carpet with every step.
Finally you've made it to the dining room where a helpful but hopeless Polish teenager will point you at limp tastlesss bacon and toast that went cold several hours earlier.....
Let's face it, it's hardly the Ritz.......
Still - It'll be great at my B&B
The roads up here are currently being washed clean for you
Stewart
cool wouldn't want my bike to get dirty