Just over a week ago, I hotfooted it across the UK (with my co-pilot Kate), to the rolling countryside of Devon. We were staying in a luxe converted dairy barn, near the town of Bradworthy, thanks to HolidayCottages.co.uk. Despite being smack bang in the middle of no-where (you’re talking to a gal who has a 24 hrs tesco’s, 2 minutes down the road), we were only a stone’s throw from a gorgeous beach. Summerleaze Beach, in Bude (which is in fact, North Cornwall, if anyone wants to be a smarty pants about it!) had the sweetest collection of vibrant, cute-as-a-button, beach huts that I ever did see.
The beach is, without a shadow of a doubt, my happy place. Being that we currently live in SE London, visiting the seaside isn’t a regular outing for us, there’s usually the annual jaunt to Brighton or an occasional trip to some Kent coastline. Best to say, I usually save up my beach days’ for when we fly away to tropical shores.
At Summerleaze, I felt like I’d found a ‘tick box’ of what a brilliant British beach should be: Golden soft sand- rolling out for as far as the eye could see, a sheltered sea pool (where a charity swimathon was taking place no less!), immense swell & waves that any worldwide surfer would be impressed with, Lifeguards dutifully watching & on emergency stand by. Horses being galloped along the shore line (in a opening scene from countryfile way). Tick, tick, tick, tick aaaaannd tick. Equipment hire & all the other usual amenities you’d expect to find were also there.
Originally, I’d had this romantic notion of indulging my love for Stand up paddle boarding, with a cheeky dip in the sea. It became apparent almost as soon as I emerged from my car that this would not be happening: it.was.so.cold. A cold & wet Katrina? Is not a pleasant person to be around, I can assure you!!
So, the overall the environment of the beach was stunning, & as much as I adored seeing nature at its finest, my eye was drawn away from the sea to the colourful selection of beach huts scattered around the edge. Teeny, tiny, yet perfectly formed. Brightening up an otherwise dull & blustery day. Beach huts in yellow, beach huts in pink, beach huts with mulit-colours & stripes. Beautiful, little, beach huts.
After heading back to the barn for an immense lunch spread (of which, the food provided was locally produced. & YEAH, they had gluten free options. #winning), we then drove over to Tamar Lakes. Once there, we divided up into small groups to take part in a scavenger hunt. Along with Kate & Alice, we named ourselves ‘Team Triple Threat’ (You can’t tell we were competitive, can you?!!). It was a stunning place for a walk, besides the lake & along purpose made gravel paths.
Our accommodation at Lympsott barn was incredible….
It was the perfect space to unwind in after a day of the great outdoors: Big enough to accommodate 14 blogger type beings (regular human beings are accepted too 😉 ), yet warm & homely enough for a truly cozy stay. This particular property would be ideal for larger groups, where you could divide the accommodation cost between a handful of people. It’s perfect for family gatherings’, special birthdays’, or a girls’ week away.
With our planned move to Australia in February (I promise, I’ll be following this adventure more on here, soon) I’m checking out other locations & properties from holidaycottages.co.uk, that would suit a final farewell gathering for the entire Cool Bananas clan (I *might* have my eye on one in Yorkshire already!)
We crammed so much into such a small space of time (we arrived on a Friday night & checked out at 10am on the Sunday), that with all the fresh country & sea air (plus a good 12 odd hours driving) it’s taken me over week to recover from the good times!