Three Magical Days

Last week we spent three magical days in Dorset, to celebrate our Silver Wedding Anniversary.

The highlight of our trip was our accommodation - we were going glamping for the first time!  In fact this was the very first time I had ever spent a night under canvas, so I was rather excited to say the least! :)

We arrived under blue skies, which was a relief as it has been pouring with rain when we left home.

 The walkway to our home for the next two nights ...

 ... a yurt named Coracle.

 We even had our own tree shower!

 The woodland setting was amazing, made even more so by the fact that we were the only campers there.

Our yurt is somewhere over there, hidden amongst the trees.

 This is the field kitchen,

 where we had tea and cakes

 and our breakfasts.

My Husband cooked breakfast for me - the first time in 25 years! :)

It was wonderful to be surrounded by the birds

and to have this view from the dining table.  I wish we had this at home!

 Some Processo may also have been drunk here on the second night!

As the sun set

 the woodland became even more magical.

My Husband lit the log burner in the yurt 

 and we made our way to the sauna,

 before barbecuing under the stars.

During the daytime we explored the local area - 

Chard, here we looked at the old lace mill and visited the museum.

Axminster to buy some deliciously stinky cheese from the River Cottage Deli.

Charmouth,

 where we hunted for fossils.

and Lyme Regis

 where we got a little wet on The Cobb!

 A coffee was in order after that! :)

All too soon it was time to say goodbye to Coracle.

 We weren't quite ready to return to reality, so we headed to Bridport for a nosey around.

 Here we bought some pastries for our lunch and headed to the beach to eat them.

The nearest resort was West Bay; we sat down on the beach with our lunch and I thought that the cliffs looked familiar ... I suddenly realised that this is where Broadchurch was filmed!

 We walked along the beach marvelling at the sandstone cliffs.

 Then walked back along the coastal path.

 Back in West Bay ... we weren't expecting to see this sign, 

 but I can report that the coffee at Broadchurch Police Station is excellent! :)

Then it was time to go home.

Sorry for the over-indulgence of photos, but this was such a special time that I wanted to record it all on my memory keeper aka blog.

Best wishes, Pj x