A “free” few days for us this August Bank Holiday weekend meant only one thing….get out and explore! We don’t like to plan too much, if you’ve read previous posts you’ll know that some of our best experiences have come from the unplanned last minute variety and this weekend was no exception.
So where to go and what to do? We’ve always wondered what it might be like to stay in a yurt so that’s what we did. I recently took Tiggy to Somerset to see the lavender fields and it was so pretty there that we had a look online for yurts in Somerset and came up with Somerset Yurts. Result! We checked their availability, they had two nights free, the Bank Holiday Monday and Tuesday which suited us perfectly so we packed up the car and went.
We found ourselves lost following the sat nav which seemed to be taking us around some lanes at the destination point almost as if in a loop so I telephoned Somerset Yurts and Mark came to fetch us from the lanes. Most kind of him or else I fear we’d have looped around the lanes quite a lot more before finding him! Again, if you’ve read previous posts or follow Tiggy on Instagram you’ll note a recurring theme with us and following sat nav! Again, it was Tiggy’s Daddy driving and I must confess to feeling quite smug he’d done this twice recently, it’s certainly put an end to “oh look there’s the Eiffel Tower again!” haha!! (see the Paris post).
Upon arrival at the bottom of a little lane, we pulled into an opening to be met with the prettiest of sights, the sun was beginning to set over a barn full of hay and it was radiating the most pretty golden colour in the sunlight. Once parked Tiggy’s brothers immediately darted from the car and dived into the hay with many a squeal of laughter as they ran and jumped about. Great fun!
We unloaded the car and headed for our yurt, our home for the next two nights and how absolutely lovely it was. As the sun was setting it was picture perfect, making for some wonderful pictures.
We BBQ’d alongside our yurt for dinner this evening, toasted marshmallows and had a bedtime story around the campfire. Perfect. Although Tiggy’s sleep or lack of it this night was far from perfect! I’m unsure whether it was because Tiggy had slept on the way here, was just over tired or her teeth coming through hurting her, but Tiggy howled most of the night and many an apology was dished out in the morning to our fellow glampers who were all utterly lovely about it but I felt terrible through the night unable to console poor Tiggy despite best efforts.
Tuesday, our second day here saw us take a trip on the West Somerset Railway to the pretty little harbour town of Watchet. Such pretty sights along the way and the town itself was quite beautiful in the sunshine. We stumbled across a Victorian tidal pool at the bottom of a little slipway and it was all we could do to stop Tiggy’s brothers from jumping in! Had we realised we’d have taken some towels so that they might least have been able to dip their toes.
We ate fish and chips for lunch then caught the train back to our yurt and enjoyed another fabulous sunset over the fields while the children played with friends they’d made at the yurts, followed by some more marshmallows and another bedtime story around the campfire and thankfully Tiggy slept very well as she normally does, all the way through the night. Phew!!
Wednesday, day three and incidentally my birthday, and for some unknown reason I woke very early before everyone else and it was clearly meant to be as I decided to get up and go make some coffee and by pure chance I caught a most beautiful sunrise. A truly magical way to start my birthday. Upon returning to the yurt the troops had woken and breakfast was soon in full swing and as it was our last day here and my birthday to boot, Tiggy’s brothers wanted to toast marshmallows for breakfast and so that’s what we had! Yum! Sat here this morning with my family around me in the middle of this field I couldn’t have been much happier and felt very blessed indeed.
We soon dressed, packed up our belongings and decided to visit Wells before heading home. There was a little market underway, such beautiful little streets leading off from the main one looking down from the cathedral and we made a trip to Bishop’s Palace where we sat for a moment and watched the ducks and swans in the moat, such a pretty setting. We stopped for an afternoon tea, wandered some more then headed home from what was a wonderful few days away.
If ever you’ve thought about staying in a yurt or hadn’t until now, you simply must. We had such fun at Somerset Yurts, such a lovely place for families and we will no doubt visit again as Tiggy’s brothers were all in tears leaving asking “can we stay for just one more day? please mummy!” clearly a success all round and more fabulous memories made.