The last day of our last camping trip of the season came around far too quickly and on a sunny Sunday morning we packed up the tent for the last time this year. Determined not to waste the day we took a trip to Craster in the hope of catching some fish off the pier.
Craster is a lovely little fishing village famous for herring-curing and the Craster kipper. From the harbour you can see the ruins of Dunstanburgh Castle. Owned by English Heritage you can reach it by a grassy path, well worth the walk if the weather is on your side.
This hasn’t been my year for fishing and after getting a little bit chilly we left empty handed but happy that we had given it a go.
On the way home we decided to pop into Alnwick for some lunch. I went to highschool in Alnwick and wanted to show John some of my favourite places. One of them is Grannies, a tiny tea room where we were lucky enough to get a table. Hidden away downstairs the farmhouse style cafe serves beautiful home cooked food and is a must to visit if you’re in the area.
I drove home thinking about our summer full of adventures and how much I had loved camping and the immense feeling of freedom it gives you.