I find it's the worst feeling unpacking from a holiday. Especially a camping and climbing holiday. God i'm surprised there was even room for the two of us in the car as well as all the kit. I probably made it worse, by prolonging the unpacking a few days on the pretext of being 'too tired from work' to unpack. With the washing, drying the tent etc., its just so depressing knowing that you have to work another x amount of days until your next holiday.
I love getting away from it all for a few days, (ironic that getting away from it all, for me, means leaving the lakes where most people 'get away from it all'), I love not being at work and having that freedom to just get up and do whatever you want, no chores, washing blaa blaa blaa. And why is it that washing up never seems so bad when you're camping?
Oh but what a holiday we had in Cornwall! We first spent 3 days in Sennen near Lands End, where we went climbing a few times at Sennen Cove, absolutely love sea-cliff climbing. I had never climbed sea-cliffs before, but i know i will definitely be doing it again. Such an atmosphere on the cliffs, with the waves crashing into the bottom and of course it was a baking hot sunny day. It was quite an active holiday, I'd never actively gone out for a run before whilst vacating, but we did a couple and it felt great. I think that we just found that we were energised for the day and we got to see so much more of the coast whilst we were running than we would have normally done. Then after Sennen, we moved up to Padstow for 4 days which is one of my favourite places in the whole world. With the coastal walks, exploring in the car, beach days and eating all the best cornish food; i felt the holiday was over far too quickly. But maybe that's for the best as i'm pretty sure we would have come back an extra stone heavier otherwise. Gotta love those cream teas, pasties, fish and chips and fresh sea food. nom nom nom.
And guess what, we come back to an even wetter and soggier Cumbria, than the one we left behind. There are frogs hopping all over the garden which is so saturated it must be classed as a swamp by now. I also saw a hedgehog last night, which was amazing, just snuffling along. He didn't curl up either, just stood still when he was aware of me, for a few minutes, and then scampered off into the hedge. They actually move surprisingly quickly.
Right, dinner time...
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