We’re not quite ready to take the newborn baby (the human kind) camping quite yet, but I was desperate to give my new tent some proper snore testing and not just in my back yard. So I hatched a plan to go and see some lambs being, well, lambed. I did some research and discovered Wookey Farm. No lambs but plenty of newborn goats, ‘kids’. Well, that’s just as good, so we went. Just the two of us.
On only her second time, Talitha knows what to do with the poles.
I tied a knot in her sleeping bag, I think I saw this on a blog somewhere. I have no idea if it helps, but she stayed inside it all night. Actually we both got a bit hot in the night. The layers really worked.
The campsite is an amazing spot, with a stream running through, some rope swings and lovely views. We went and picked flowers and threw sticks in the river, one of Talitha’s favourite games.
The brilliant thing is that we had free roam of the whole farm. We made so many trips to see the animals. We said goodnight to all the animals: piglets, goats, sheep and a donkey. We might have a budding farmer in the making.
Seeing the goats was the first thing she wanted to do in the morning. She was fascinated by seeing them being milked, and we spent ages looking at the kids. She was giving them names and spotting all the different markings.
She really wanted to go into their pen, they were pretty nibbly and that freaked her out a bit, but it didn’t stop her talking to them and stroking them through the fence.
In the evening, we got a fire going. I was pretty Ray Mears in lighting this fire and hardly had to manage it at all, it just kept going! In fact there’ll be a blog post on that later in the week.
We got some marshmallows on the go and I cooked up a goat curry. I know, I know, goat curry, on a goat farm? Does that make me sick?
Of course my little adventurer wanted to read Cinderella and Bambi before bed – (we do have cool Dr Seuss books as well!).
She went to bed pretty well, although next time, I might not bother trying to put her to bed until it gets a bit dark. Once she was asleep, I played with the camera and the torch, you can see in the main photo at the top of the post, read my book and supped a cider.
Amazingly she woke up at 7am. So, after seeing the goats again, of course, we headed of for a paddle in the stream and another go on the swing before packing up and heading home for lunch.
That was our 24-hour camping adventure. Thanks for getting all the way to the bottom.
Have you seen any little new born animals this spring?
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