Back on the road again following our overnight stop in the forest.
We stopped at the Glen bar view point then travelled to Newton Stewart. By now we were peckish. We came across a small Italian café that allowed dogs, so in we went and devoured soup and steak rolls.
The Extreme knitter was showing signs of lack of wool fatigue, so Ruby and I returned to the campervan and had a short nap while the E/knitter found a wool shop and passed away an hour or two in woollen heaven. Low and behold she returned with a bag of wool to knit me a hat.
Yes!!!! Me, a hat.
I know. I couldn’t believe it either especially as this was the hottest day yet.
We were able to access mobile phone and wifi signals in the car park for the first time this trip.
After a quick phone call I managed to get a pitch on the Balloch O’Dee campsite not far from Newton Stewart. Following the long single track road, we arrived at the campsite. First impressions were rustic and comfortable with ponies and chickens roaming around. No printed rules and camp fires welcome.
We had spent the last three nights with limited facilities and we needed to clean up, so the hot showers were a welcome treat.
It was strange camping on a busy site again after our solitary three days. This site is popular with people returning time and time again and we could see why. Some sites may have superior facilities, but this one feels right. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it has something magical about it.
We all enjoyed staying here, even Ruby who was desperate to make friends with the pony.
Every September they hold a music festival on site.