Good day campervan fans!
Today we have successfully undocked Pingu from the awning! Over breakfast we decided to venture further out into Dorset, and give Pingu a bit of a drive!
Our first stop was The Blue Pool in Wareham.
The guidebook said this:
“The Blue Pool at Furzebrook constantly varies in colour. Very fine clay in suspension in the water diffracts light in different ways, producing a spectrum of colour sometimes green sometimes turquoise. Set in a deep clay bowl, steps lead down to the waters edge or up to views of the Purbeck Hills. The Pool is surrounded by 25 acres of heath, woodland and gorse interlaced with sandy paths that seem to take you to another world.”
So i was obviously expecting something incredible and magnificant and mystical and magical…. but in fact what i got was a large expanse of water that was kinda blue.
Don’t get me wrong, it was beautiful and set in a lovely little woodland…. but it was just a big puddle that wasn’t that blue and didn’t magically change colour. I mean there wasn’t even any unicorns!
Unimpressed by The not so Blue Pool.
Slightly cheerier with the promise of ice-cream!
Check out this massive ant hill:
All those wee red dots you can see are ants! I would have taken some close-ups…. but i didn’t want to get that close!
Argh!!!!!!!!!! The Blue Pool is contagious. I looked down at my thumb and it had gone blue! The first thought to fly through my mind was “omfg i’m going to die! the blue pool is contagious! oh noes!”
That was obviously before i had realised the moisture on my thumb had been rubbing up against my newly purchased dress and the dye was transferring onto my skin…..
If The Blue Pool was quite exciting enough, there was a little museum in which we discovered The Wareham Bears.
Which was exactly what it looks like….. a few dolls house with little teddy bears set up in domestic situations!
More little bits from the odd collection of bits in the mueseum:
Next stop: lunch at a beautiful country pub i forget the name of.
Om nom nom.
After lunch a drive down to Lulworth Cove and Durdle Door…. well almost… we saw Lulworth Cove (pictured), but Durdle Door was quite a walk away and if it hadn’t been for the really massive rain cloud we could see coming in we would have gone…. but alas even Scottish people don’t always like getting wet!
It might not be the famous Durdle Door…. but here is a door and it is almost as good!
On our walk down to Lulworth Cove we passed this rather awesome bucket tree!
Oooo and this idyllic little duck pond.
Moving on from rainy Lulworth Cove we drove along the coast to Lyme Regis to collect FOSSILS!
I wish we had had more time there, and had gone at low tide because when it comes to searching for beautiful things on the beach i am just like a kid in a candy store!
But for the purpose of these photos, ignore the fossils and check out the stunning beach:
And this is our wares! Check it! Check it! Actual fossils! Yup, i’m excited!
We decided, instead of heading back to Swanage, where there wern’t many restraunts to meander back into Corfe and have lunch in one of the cute pubs. Twas lovely!
And after dinner we were treated to a fantastic firework display down the Swanage seafront.
Although this photo is a little blurred, i love it, it has almost a painted quality to it.
See you tomorrow for more adventures from the wonderful world of campervanning!