Got back from our 2nd Caravan Adventure today and although there still a few issues it was much more successful than our first!
Since our first trip we’ve had it serviced, got new tyres and (rather ambitiously!) set about painting all the doors! It seemed like a good idea to take all the cupboard doors off to sand/prime/paint. I very quickly realised that this is an impossible task with 2 smalls. Thanks to my mum and husband we didn’t have to holiday with no cupboard doors though…no door handles, but we coped! And good old Bertha feels much more like ours!
Some of our holiday successes…
* got Bertha out of our driveway first attempt *phew*
* towing is still terrifying but slightly less terrifying this time
* I made a cracking slow cooker corn beef hash for our first evening (Roy even claimed it to be better than my dad’s!!!) I’ve just asked him what his favourite bit of the holiday was…his answer: “the food”
* managed to get the toilet working this time. Despite his initial grumps at having to fetch more water (i forgot to pack the Aquaroll handle…oops), even Roy admitted on our last morning that having the loo had been super handy! And at least he had a “helper” for some water trips 🙂
* i managed to reverse Bertha up our cul-de-sac, which is progress from last time! However I can’t get my head round the driver and cyclist who sat there for a good ten minutes whilst I arsed about trying to get her up our road…why not reverse and go the other way? And Mr Cyclist…just get off and push your bike round me instead of sitting there watching me flail! Anyway, we got there eventually, although we still had to unhook and push her up the drive with some neighbourly assistance
We didn’t go terribly far (about 20 miles from home). Just to Ainsdale, near Southport. The weather was glorious and we had lots of fun anyway. Trip in to town, stroll along the front, tasty ice creams, arcades and of course the beach….
the other mostly just tried to eat sand!
Still a few issues that need attention with Bertha, but less than last time. And importantly there were no fireballs in anyone’s face!!!
Roy is convinced that Bertha hates him due to numerous injuries and mishaps…but still nothing quite as disasterous as the exploding grill.
We tried to get the grill working again, but it smelt funny so we quickly stopped. Further investigation needed.
Other bits and bobs…fridge was leaking coldness so may need resealing, toddler pulled door seal off within minutes of reaching the campsite (quick fix done but will it stay put?), husband pulled off a section of the waste pipe, possibly due to my poor instructions (thinking a quick fix solution might be a a funnel going into the wastemaster) and finally the jockey wheel, which appears to be knackered as it won’t stay up…hmm? This is the priority fix.
Oh and possibly replacing the black electric plug. We got to about 10 minutes away from our destination when I had a sudden alarming thought, and we both realised that the other one hadn’t plugged the electrics in. Yep, we’d driven all the way there with no brake lights or indicators…awesome! But wait, it gets better. At some point early on I heard a rattling noise…Roy assured me it was just stones off our driveway in the wheel arches. Nope…it was the black plug being dragged along as we drove! It still works, but has definitely seen better days.
All in all it was a fabulous mini break. Lots of happy family time and relaxing caravan time (in the rare moments when both children were actually asleep!)