Towards the start of Summer this year, myself and 5 friends went and spent a week camping at The Golden Cap in Dorset.
We found it pretty taxing to put up the tents. The first challenge of the week almost proved too much for six young adults!
Judging by our faces, we were all pretty ‘done’.
It was the most picturesque place! British countryside at it’s best, the towering cliffs, endless fields and stretching sea was gorgeous. The green of the fields, the blue of the sea and mixing in the earthy browns made for a colour pallet of natural beauty.
Beach walks (especially morning ones) were a favourite. I think it’s good for the soul to be on an empty beach, stretching for miles with no-one else around. I don’t know what it is but there’s something so humbling about it.
Pyjama’d beach walk selfie!
And then in the evening the beach always had a different feel. There was a particular sunset one night that was the most amazing explosion of pink and orange through the sky, it was amazing. (Sadly no photo captured the moment but take my word for it!!)
We got up to a lot of hill-walking, including going to the top of the Golden Cap, the highest point on the Southern Coastline.
Anna wasn’t always a fan of all the walking.
We had a couple of impromptu photo-shoots…
Our last day on the beach was by far the best. The sun was shining, the sea was cool & inviting and the pebbles were hot! A rare glorious day during the British summertime!
Sunbathing under a towel, hat and SPF 50; Classic me!
Putting down the tents proved just as difficult…
I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to do it…
It was such a lovely week spent with friends that I’ve had for a whopping 10 years! Definitely a week I’ll remember forever.