We used to have caravan holidays when we were kids, and I remember having some great fun at ‘the seaside’. But the last time I stayed on the coast in a van was an interminable week at Kilnsea, just me and my parents, with most of the time spent amusing myself on the deserted beach or making model aeroplanes on an evening while mum and dad were down the club.
When Jill found this bargain break for four days at Thornwick Bay I thought, why not? It was a chance to chill out for a few days and put our feet up.
I have to admit to being very surprised by the standard of accommodation; this wasn’t anything like the type of caravan I’d been in before. It was a spacious and very well equipped ‘static’ caravan, with plenty of living space, a kitchen, two bedrooms, bathroom, and even an en-suite toilet. It was a big step up from my last experience of caravanning.
The heavy rain had eased off just as we arrived at the campsite, which seemed to sprawl for miles. The sun had come out to greet us, and thankfully it stayed with us too, making for a really pleasant stay over the next few days.
After exploring the site, our first day was spent wandering around North Landing, a rocky cove full of small caves, rock pools and bird life. We spent hours bird watching using William’s borrowed binoculars, followed by a long walk along the cliff top towards South Landing. I never really saw myself as a bird spotter, but we both found the comings and goings of the seabirds fascinating. The heat got a bit much towards the end of the afternoon as we wearily made our way back to camp, but a well earned glass of cold Leffe followed by a chilli rounded off an almost perfect day.
We didn’t make much use of the club facilities; a couple of hours in the clubhouse watching England’s European Cup struggles was enough for us. They did advertise a range of craft ales, which amounted to a few bottles of Doom Bar and some boring bitter on draught, but thankfully we were well stocked at ‘home’ in the bottle department.
Most of our time was spent alternating between strolling around the cliffs and coves, or chilling out reading and knitting in the caravan. Although we did venture out to Flamborough for a ‘night out’ at the Seabirds, and visited Bempton Cliffs one day to visit the nature reserve and do a bit more bird watching.
I’m sure we’ll keep our eyes open for future short break bargains at Thornwick Bay, or perhaps somewhere similar, as I think I could quite get to like the modern caravanning lifestyle. We did briefly look at the ones for sale but the eye-watering prices of the better ones soon put paid to the idea of buying one!