Once upon a time, an eager baby came out six weeks early. Some say she came out
early because she knew her mother was visiting her birthplace, and she would
only have a small window to have the privilege of being born in her mothers
homeland of Wales; home to many wonderful myths and legends.... She also came early
because she could sense that a special day was upon us; the Summer Solstice. On
that night, a shooting star was spotted as if to highlight the importance of
this event. Seven years later, her
mother decided it was about time she brought her little star to Stonehenge; to
show her how important this date really is.
And so, she, I mean, I, booked us into a nice
looking campsite, packed a tent (later to discover it was without pegs),
bedding, clothing and pringles, and off we went. Before we even arrived at the
campsite we were feeling positive; I had called a lady called Elaine up, and she was ever so
friendly, giving me a heap of information about the stones, and advice on bringing
my daughter.
For full information on the campsite visit www.stonehengecampsite.co.uk
Berwick Rd Salisbury, Wiltshire SP3 4TQ, 07786 734732 -
we definitely recommend it! Camping with a real festival atmosphere at solstice, and no doubt brilliant at all other times too! Extremely satisfied customers.
We arrived, set up our tent, and began waiting for the first
bus to Stonehenge; ready to see in the summer solstice.... We missed the 9pm
one, and a few after that.... due to essential activities such as face-painting
and cake eating! But we were up to the 11pm bus.... just about!
The delicious strawberry one-love cake that caused us to miss that first bus!
The bus is a great service; free for those staying on site,
it runs up and down to the stones from about 9pm to 1am, then starts again at 5am;
theoretically it has a cut off point but will run until the long queue has been
transported section by section back to the campsite.
The bus drops you at the bottom of a field-come-carpark, and
there is quite a walk. We took a friend of mine who has fibromyalgia so it was
quite a slog for her; but I'm sure if you speak to the campsite staff they
would be more than happy to help, or at least advise somebody with any mobility
issues; they are really approachable and no matter how busy they are, will always give you some time.
Happy Campers :)
The stones were no-where near as big as I expected, but I
think that comes from having visited places such as the astounding Tikal in
Guatemala; which is ridiculous in size! Nevertheless, they were truly mystifying, and we felt honoured to be
able to lean up against one and cwtch in for the night (cwtch = a common and much loved Welsh word,
like cuddle, hug or snuggle).
Stonehenge
The fact that we were there with Jahzara meant that we stayed in one spot and were sober for
the night - an amazing tool for people watching! My friend Natasha and I were
very surprised (and disappointed) that there were't more hippies there, but we
did meet people from all walks of life and many nationalities, and we were pleased
to see a good number of people in wheelchairs, 'older' people and people with children.
If nothing else, security got in the way of a lot of photos that night....
There was of course, tight security, and plenty of police,
although they weren't too invasive and did not trouble us (they did, however,
escort a lovely lady we had been chatting to us out of Stonehenge, for removing
all of her clothing and dancing round the stones; by all accounts, she never
recovered her knickers!)
We ended up staying up until the sunlight; and witnesses
something rather bizarre; although the sun had clearly risen, but was covered
by cloud, there were still people waiting for it to rise..... because their
smartphone was still telling them 4, 7 , 9 etc, minutes to sunrise! This was such
a strange over reliance/ confidence in technology, that the builders of
Stonehenge probably turned in their sacred burial grounds!
Wake me up when my Birthday is here! J with her awesome gift, signed by many at the solstice :)
One last bizarre occurrence was the queue for the bus back
to the campsite. It never really bothers me when friends join other friends
ahead in the queue; be in for a gig, or boarding a plane and so on.... but
people in our bus queue for becoming increasingly irate each time they thought
someone was jumping the queue. When the bus stop actually moved closer to the
road, and the queue became a little shuffled, normal people became what I can
only liken to football hooligans, shouting things like "you ain't getting
on that bus, we ain't letting ya". My seven year old knows that is not how
you behave, and a few people in the queue wondered out loud where all the peace
and love had gone.... The whole affair became a sordid shouting match, and I
just hope that those involved were a little embarrassed when they looked back
on themselves the next day.
Our campsite was so nice, we had to stay there twice! Yes, although we initially planned for one night, we decided we couldn't leave, and stayed another night. However, as our pringles supply was dwindling, we had to head out for food. The campsite staff again, were patient and very helpful; there was a burger van and a pizza stall at the campsite, but it was a bit pricey for us, and there was not much available for vegetarians so we were given the rundown of a few places; again by Elaine. We chose the Swan, which turned out to be a spectacular pub by the river, which served us an amazing meal, and a refreshing bottle of wine. We were taken care of by the lovely James, and really could not have asked more of him, or the pub. Their beer garden is across a busy road, so be careful if you visit, but its well worth it as the little river/stream really is a sight for sore eyes... and children currently eat free on a Sunday.... apparently (we visited on Friday, but were well taken care of anyway).
Search for the Swan@Solford, Warminster Road, Salisbury, Wiltshire SP2 0PR or call 01722 790236 http://www.theswanatstoford.co.uk/
The Swan Inn and its Delightful Riverside Garden
Our last night was simple, yet magical. the sun went down,
people got cold. Caveman instinct kicked in and a fire was made.... then songs
were sung and instruments were played, and a good night was had by all.
The end.
