Off to Moffat

From our blissful overnight stay at Augill Castle, one which has certainly ruined me for any regular campsites, we continued our way along the A66 to hit the M6 before turning north to Moffat. The journey was a mere 85 miles taking about an hour and three quarters but we had to kill time at Gretna service area so as not to arrive too early for check-in.

We skilfully avoided the motorway service station fuel at a whopping £2 a litre and found a much more reasonable fuel station in Moffat as we arrived. What am I saying, reasonable? This fuel was a mere £1.86 litre but when the world has been Trumped …

IMG_3132Tank replenished, there was a short queue at the entrance to the Camping and Caravanning Club campsite. We sat and waited patiently. The day was busy for the staff with over 70 units arriving that day, 50+ having left. It didn’t take too long for us to get shepherded around to a very pleasant pitch on the edge of the site backing onto some woodland . We reversed Frodo in with his rear lounge overlooking the trees rather than other units – perfect for us unsociable gits.

The campsite has excellent facilities and is very conveniently located right on the edge of the town; it is but a 10 minute walk to get into the centre. There is also an adequate (though unscintillating) Co-op just a spit away. We stretched our legs and hit it to stock up on some supplies. Our supplies included the necessary items for an arrival paella – you simply cannot have too many paellas.

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