This was going to be an interesting adventure. We had now purchased our new tent, an Outwell Vermont 7 berth. Eliminating the need for a separate bag for poles, it would go up quickly and would be the answer to all our small issues. At least it had better! It cost a small fortune.
We now had our travel space sorted as well, with a combination of a roof bag, trailer and the back seats of our car, we were able to buy more stuff to take with us. New tables and chairs, our large blow-up bed, cooking equipment, a couple of storage units, portable loo, table fridge, food and of course wine!
Yet, if the truth is told, this tent turned out to be the wrong decision. Yes it was big and had a well thought out interior but it was too big and as for space-saving, with no poles – the air beams and the tent combined just created a big mass of tent that had to be squeezed into a large bag, all the time trying to squeeze out the air. Its dismantled bulk was heavy and now our small trailer was full. Our tent was too big!!
We quickly realised that we had also limited what campsites we could go to but we had no choice. It had cost a lot of money and we would just need to accept it and be aware of where to camp.
We set off early on 14th August 2016, hoping to reach Cambridgeshire by around 3 pm. Giving us plenty of time to set up our new tent, get something on for eating and relax with a glass of wine.
Bang on schedule, we arrived just after 3 pm and were shown to our pitch. This would be our base camp for the next week, allowing us to explore the surrounding towns and villages. The campsite was a mixture of tents, caravans and campervans, all randomly pitched up and we had a caravan pitched up next to us. The owners were sitting relaxing with a drink. From our limited experience, we were very familiar with this situation. A situation that is played out throughout every campsite around the world. It goes something like this – your fellow campers, who are already set up and chilled, eye you up and try to assess what kind of neighbours they now have. Are they seasoned campers? Are they complete novices? Are they worth talking to? Are they friendly or are they going to be trouble?
I often wonder what they made of two Scots turning up with a wee dog, a trailer, a roof bag and a huge inflatable tent that they quite clearly hadn’t a clue how to put up or didn’t appreciate that it was going to take up half the campsite and block out the sun – slight exaggeration but only slightly.
Anyway, we eventually got set up and our neighbors gaze moved on to the next new arrivals. Meaning we could now officially relax and enjoy a lovely campsite and Cambridgeshire.
Fields end water caravan park Cambridgeshire is an Award-Winning Adult Only, 5-Star Rated Touring, camping, lodges and fishing campsite. The facilities are great and there is a lovely walk around the fishing lake nearby. They were also very tolerant of our tent set-up. The onsite shop is well stocked, which was just as well as we had forgotten to pack the bag containing the tent pegs!
As for our week in Cambridgeshire. We had a great time and would definitely recommend that lovely part of England. Below are some photo highlights 😊
The Three Tuns – Doddington. Walking distance from the campsite.
Oliver Cromwell’s House – Ely is a cathedral city in Cambridgeshire, England, about 14 miles north-northeast of Cambridge and about 80 miles by road from London.
Cambridge is a city on the River Cam in eastern England, home to the prestigious University of Cambridge, dating to 1209. University colleges include King’s, famed for its choir and towering Gothic chapel, as well as Trinity, founded by Henry VIII, and St John’s, with its 16th-century Great Gate. University museums have exhibits on archaeology and anthropology, polar exploration, the history of science and zoology.