Pack up your Troubles

It’s funny where you end up pitching up for the night. Packhorse Farm wasn’t my first choice but at least they had an on-line booking system so I was guaranteed a spot. The journey was a bit disappointing as I’d planned a stop to see a castle along the way, but I didn’t trust the sat-nav and ended up joining the motorway further up than I should have done. Then I headed up towards an accident but I managed to get off the motorway and head into the city. Luckily, I have a good sense of direction. I stopped off at a McDonald’s for lunch and used their wi-fi to check my route. I think it was the smallest McDonalds that I’d even been in. Then it was onto the campsite itself. It was well sign-posted from the road out of the village and I pulled up outside their barn in no time.