Towing For The First Time

I don't know what all the fuss was about.  I had been wound up into an almost frenzy of anxiety at the thought of towing the van for the first time on the motorway, but when it came down to the minute when I actually joined the M60, I was too busy concentrating on keeping the caravan between the white lines to notice I was on the motorway.

DB kept making encouraging noises from the passenger seat while engrossed in his laptop on his knee.  But other than that, I was on my own, and managing quite nicely, thank you very much.

There was a tiny blip when the motorway merged at the Swinton interchange.  I didn't realise just how narrow those lanes were until I was sandwiched between two rather large lorries.  When I finally reached the M62 turn-off I felt my shoulders relax and breathed out for the first time in about 5 minutes.  Maybe I should take up free-diving if I can hold my breath for that long.

The rest of the journey went off without a hitch (excuse the pun), until we arrived at the 'newly re-furbished' Bay View site in Carnforth.  All I can say is it's a good job we have been there before and know how friendly the people are and what a lovely site it usually is.  Unlike the people who arrived just after us, new to caravanning and the first time at this site, you could see the look of dissapointment in their eyes when they saw the building site we were pitched next too.

You can hardly notice the gravel heap in the background!

After navigating my way, very successfully I might add, through the tiniest gate in the world, I managed to back the van onto the new pitch.  It looked like it had just been laid that morning and quite possibly had.  Surrounded by burly work-men and diggers galore it was very apparent that the 'newly refurbished' bit wasn't quite finished yet.  The lady in reception apologised for the noise and mess explaining that it was the bad weather that had delayed the work  by a month.

Then we discovered the charger wasn't working in the caravan so no 12volts for the night.  Luckily we had been invited to the brother-in-laws for tea.  After an excellent fortifying meal of home-made lasagne and a bottle of red wine, the world looked a more positive place.

Arriving back at the site we decided to call it a night.  I did discover though that iphone torches really aren't that bright when walking back from the toilet block in the middle of a builders yard at midnight.  Think I might invest in a torch for the next visit.