They were really accommodating of us showing up late, accomodations were cozy, and we met some nice folks playing pool in their games room. Would definitely recommend.
A place where refugees are welcome
The setup allows for people of all kinds to come together in one cozy space. Great hospitality, lovely touches, and all around would recommend! Perfect place to stay when exploring the highlands! The drive in is gorgeous and Sasha is so welcoming. Everything you need and more to be comfortable and relaxed. You feel a part of the highlands! Tin Tent 2 is a lovely caravan in a great location.
All facilities are clean and close by and hosts are very friendly. The tin tent was in a great location, it was big enough for the two of us, Sasha provided bedding and a much needed heater for the morning. The toilets and showers were kept very clean. A great place to stay! Great accommodation in a fantastic location with excellent washing and bathroom facilities - there's even a bothy-style social area!
We will be looking out for these opportunities in the future. It was a really cost efficient way of staying a couple of nights in the heart of the Highlands and a great location for heading out to… Read more. Hosted by Sasha. We have this, at least. My partner picks a spot to pitch the tent. Naturally, it's the farthest pitch from the toilet block. The tent is actually a "tentipi" — part tent, part tipi. He found it on the internet.
He spends hours scouring the internet for tents and tenty things. We seem to be in almost daily receipt of some billycan or other. The tentipi attracts quite a lot of attention from other campers. I am fond of attention and give guided tours, acting as if I know what I'm talking about.
It's really the perfect solution to an age-old problem, when you think about it. A tentipi is very easy to put up. One pole, and that's it more or less. There may be nothing to this camping. It is true about kids and camping, though. They love it. They get into it from the off.
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Megan discovers rolling in dirt like a hippo, climbing trees and seeing how far she can kick stones. Megan has made four new little friends Josh, Sam, Sunny, Eileen before the tent — sorry, tentipi — is even properly up. Megan and I would go into the woods looking for insects but, as I have to inform her, there isn't much point as it's Saturday and the insects' day off.
Yes, Meg, I'm as sad as you are. Very young children will fall for anything; it's what I most love about them. There's a lake and we see a water rat. It's rather sweet.
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We don't see any bears, but I keep on the look-out. There's a fisherman who lets Megan put her hands into his Tupperware box of live maggots. This makes her very happy. We make a fire.
I even collect the firewood, which is good, except it's the wrong firewood. Too green, too damp. It takes ages to get the fire going. One thing I've always wondered: why, when it takes just one careless match to start a forest fire, does it take a whole box to make a camp fire?
For supper we eventually eat incinerated jacket potatoes, carrots and, yes, sausages. I drink a bit of wine, but no more than two bottles. It'll help me sleep through the night, I reason, although I've never needed a reason before. Suddenly, it is dark and very, very cold. I go to bed, putting on long johns, ski socks, pyjamas, cardigan and fleece. Have you ever tried putting on long johns, ski socks, pyjamas, cardigan and fleece by lantern-light while you are drunk?
How I wished I was in John Lewis. Naturally, I wake at 4am absolutely desperate for a pee. I do not have the courage to trek to the toilet. Neither do I have the courage to step outside and go, you know, "au naturel". Nature is fine, in its way, but nature "au naturel"? I lie there dozing, uncomfortably and intermittently, until 6am when the dawn chorus starts.
My God, I had no idea. It's such a racket. I'd then know the best ones to shoot. Breakfast is yet more sausages and plastic beakers of tea with the bag still in. We go for a walk, intending to get to the neighbouring cider farm, but get lost. We do, though, see two horses and sheep with lambs. Two horses and sheep with lambs doesn't do it for me, but it does make Megan happy again. After lunch — great, sausages! During the journey my partner asks if I'd ever go camping again.
When we get home, I don't embrace our excellent toilet and tip-top power shower as such, but do blow them little kisses. I then note that I've got sunburned cheeks.
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Sun damage! It's the most ageing thing ever! So, on top of everything else, I'm now going to look 96 when I'm still only Don't you hate it? I know I do. You can find our Community Guidelines in full here. Want to discuss real-world problems, be involved in the most engaging discussions and hear from the journalists?
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