Then it was off to the New Forrest for three nights on a campsite with no facilities other than fresh water and a dump facility. Such basics didn’t even come cheaply. Never mind, the New Forest was somewhere we’d been meaning to visit for some time.
There were dogs everywhere of course, with many owners having two or three. For some people one is never enough. Walking around without a dog lead in our hand made us stand out like a sore thumb. It was here that I felt our habitation battery was past its best. Ever since it went flat down at Gibraltar a couple of years ago it’s never been quite the same, not holding a charge like it used to.
Next we were off to Poole in Dorset for a very pleasant day in the large public car park with dedicated motorhome parking spaces down at the water’s edge, followed by a cheeky night’s sleep in the car park of the folk who carry out repairs and servicing of the habitation area of our motorhome.
Next it was along the coast for a lovely day in Lyme Regis where we could easily park the vehicle in a dedicated motorhome parking space for just two pounds all day.