In the previous post I wrote about how I was bitten by the freedom bug of the outdoors, the fresh air and camping at the tender age of 5. The saga continues here in Part 2.....
Our search for the right motorcaravan began in earnest. We both liked the AutoSleeper Duetto, but it was too long for our drive. So we chose a short wheel-based option, the AutoSleeper Harmony. The time being right, we could also afford a new one. We did consider smaller vans, but Harmony, a van conversion, had a washroom and it was mighty appealing to have an on-board shower and loo. Our daughter, having survived the tent holidays, urged us to get a van with a loo. “And don’t even think about a porta potty, you’re getting older(!)” she said, “ and you deserve a few luxuries”. She’s always right too.
|Camped wild on the Island of Harris, Outer Hebrides|
We had 5 years in Francine, taking her to Scotland, Spain, Luxembourg, Switzerland and often back to France. Our son, who survived his early camping holiday, got engaged to a French woman (was it anything to do with that trip?) and we visited her family for the first time on our way home from holiday in France. Parking Francine in a quiet layby we changed out of our shorts into something more respectable in which to meet the parents, grandparents and other members of the family, just like we would have done at home. Who’d be without a home on wheels?
|This is where we got stuck in the Highlands - what a view!|
We bade another fond farewell to our Nuevo (you can get attached to these vans) and for the past 3 years we've owned a Murvi Morello which has taken us on a Grand Tour of Europe and to Vienna, close to the centre of Europe. The freedom bug is still biting but is being regularly fed.
This article was first published in MMM magazine, November 2013
Photos are mine