Annual Pilgrimage to Glastonbury and Wells

We had Katie with us this week, for a little holiday and we wanted to make it special for her so we made our yearly visit to Glastonbury and Wells. She came to stay Sunday night so we spent the next few days just enjoying ourselves walking the dogs together and generally just having some mother, daughter time while Nik was at work.
Glastonbury Tor, Somerset, UK
Glastonbury Tor, Somerset, UK

For this Glastonbury and Wells visit, we wanted to book a site within walking distance of the town so that we could leave the pooches safely in Daisy for the day. Not much fun for them, being dragged to the outside of one shop after another, or us if one of us has to stand outside with them the whole time.

We knew this wasn’t going to be easy as there aren’t any CL sites nearby and only one or two CC sites. Anyway, we found one, not too expensive and spent nearly a whole day trying to get them to answer the phone, only to be told quite rudely that I need to go to their website. Which wasn’t mentioned in the CS guide so we didn’t know what the site was called. So we didn’t go there. Instead, we entered into the forbidden world of big caravan sites and booked ourselves a pitch at Isle of Avalon Touring Caravan Park and tried not to cry too hard as we handed over three normal weeks campsite fees, for just 3 days on the site. This site was 10 minutes walk from the town centre and our pitch was under trees, which meant we could safely and happily leave the dogs locked in for the day and go shopping.

We knew this wasn’t going to be easy as there aren’t any CL sites nearby and only one or two CC sites. Anyway, we found one, not too expensive and spent nearly a whole day trying to get them to answer the phone, only to be told quite rudely that I need to go to their website. Which wasn’t mentioned in the CS guide so we didn’t know what the site was called. So we didn’t go there. Instead, we entered into the forbidden world of big caravan sites and booked ourselves a pitch at Isle of Avalon Touring Caravan Park and tried not to cry too hard as we handed over three normal weeks campsite fees, for just 3 days on the site. This site was 10 minutes walk from the town centre and our pitch was under trees, which meant we could safely and happily leave the dogs locked in for the day and go shopping.

We arrived quite late in the afternoon but the sun was still out so we went straight out for a walk to the Tor. It was pretty bloomin windy at the site so we all took light jackets with us, thinking it would be quite cold at the top. What we weren’t thinking about was how warm it would be walking to the Tor. It was a nice little walk though. Through the town and out the other end, and then we followed a footpath sign that took us through fields to the Tor. This was nice because the last time we went up the Tor we approached from a different direction. It was a stunning evening with a clear blue sky and fluffy white clouds, this made for some fantastic photos. It was also so windy at the top that we didn’t stay long for fear of being blown off. We got what we all wanted out of the walk though, and went back to Daisy with big smiles on our faces and two nicely worn out dogs.

Thursday

We estimated that we’d probably be shopping for about four hours before we all got bored so we didn’t rush to get off. Nik and I walked the dogs on the public footpath that runs along a drainage ditch (dyke), while Katie was putting her make up on. Two minutes into the walk our path was blocked by a chicken run that stretched from the bank to the far wall. We soon realised that we could walk through the cage and out the other side, but it’s got to be the oddest thing we’ve walked through on a footpath.

The Goddess Temple, Glastonbury, Somerset, UK
The Goddess Temple, Glastonbury, Somerset, UK

Katie had been saving for quite a while for this trip so she was very happy to visit virtually every shop in the town. Boy, can that girl shop when she’s got money. I usually have about an hours worth of shop wandering in me before I start to get bored so it was rather shocking to realise after we’d been all around the town and back to a few shops that needed a revisit that we’d been shopping for six hours. All I can say is, Glastonbury is a special town that just begs you to explore every nook and cranny. We all had a great day, wished we had a baggage cart to carry everything back to the motorhome with, but other than that we were all shattered but very happy.

Friday

We had originally planned to walk to a nature reserve that wasn’t far from our site and spend the day there, but when we looked into it more we found that the road we would have to walk along would be far too busy with dogs. So we decided to pay another visit to Wells, the smallest city in England. We knew just the place we could park with our big old camper van, so didn’t have any worries along those lines. It turns out we should have had. The car park we usually park in has had a supermarket built on it and the parking is now a multi-story. No chance of getting old Daisy in that. So we spent the best part of an hour driving backwards and forwards trying to find a car park big enough until we eventually drove past a pub with plenty of parking and Nik had the idea of asking them to take pity on us. After I explained our dilemma the fantastic woman behind the bar of The Sherston Inn took pity on us and let us park there for the day.

people enjoying the sunshine on Cathedral Green in front of Wells Cathedral, Somerset, UK
Cathedral Green in front of Wells Cathedral, Somerset, UK

Oscar fell in love with the city, as all along the roads in the town centre are open gutters with plenty of nice fresh water running through them. So on tap drinking water and he spent most of the day walking through them, keeping his feet cool.

We all had a nice relaxing day gently wandering along; we bought lunch and took it for a picnic under a tree on the cathedral lawn, with the cathedral as our view. We wandered over to Vicar’s Close and visited Bishop’s Palace before finishing the day with a walk around the moat. If you are in the area, you really should visit Wells.

Clarks Village entrance, Street, Somerset, UK
Clarks Village entrance, Street, Somerset, UK

Saturday

Katie needed a new pair of shoes and we hadn’t managed to find any as yet, so as we had to drive past Clark’s Village on our way home we decided to make a day of it. The village itself isn’t really our thing but we did manage to find shoes here as we’d expected. However, we actually spent most of our day in Street wandering through charity shops. Nik and I have been looking for some beads to add to our fly net and we had a very successful day here. Nik also picked up a surfing picture that he found in one of the charity shops, which now has a home on our bedroom wall. Katie spent the day topping up her book collection. So a successful end to our time away.

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