Myrtle The Motorhome

A weekend at Hayfield Camping and Caravan Club Site .

What to say?

Quite an uneventful weekend yet an excellent one, arguably the best of the three so far this year.

So what happened? ‘Not a lot’, but it was a good ‘not a lot’ and in lovely, peaceful, friendly surroundings.

As with a Caravan Club site this was a clean tidy site with good sized pitches and excellent facilities. Location aside, what did give this site the edge over a Caravan Club site was the excellent wardens.

We are members of both clubs and we have found time and time again that the Camping and Caravan Club wardens are a totally different breed to Caravan Club wardens.

Yes there are going to be good and bad at both clubs but generally speaking in our opinion the Camping & Caravan Club wardens are streets ahead.

They are just friendlier, appear happy in their jobs, seem pleased to meet you and don’t have the same air of superiority and the ‘we’re in charge’ attitude you find with the Caravan Club guards, I mean wardens.

The weather for the weekend was mainly cloudy with sunny spells and showers and the temperature struggled to make double figures Celsius, very unseasonably cold.

The site is unique in that it is just for tents and motorhomes, no caravans allowed.

This is because of the poor access through Hayfield. There is one narrow street to negotiate with a lot of residential on road parking. This said access wasn’t too difficult for Myrtle at 7.5 meters (24’7”) long and 2.31 meters (7’7”) wide.

I could see how this would be more difficult for a caravan however and whoever made the decision ‘No Caravans’ was spot on. Upon leaving the site on Sunday twice we encountered vehicles travelling in the opposite direction which meant we had to reverse back a few yards to prevent gridlock. The thought of two caravans travelling in opposite direction meeting on this narrow, bendy, cars parked, clogged street doesn’t bare thinking about.

The site is beautifully located close to the Bowden Bridge Quarry, now a car park, which is where the mass trespass by 500 ramblers  to walk up Kinder Scout, Derbyshire’s highest peak took place in 1932.

The campsite originally opened in 1975 and we found one shop in the village selling a postcard from that time. I tried to replicate this photograph which was taken from the Bowden Bridge carpark end of the site but public toilets and few trees made it difficult.

In the opposite direction turning left at the campsite entrance there is a lovely walk along the River Sett into Hayfield, about ¾ of a mile.

Halfway to Hayfield you can cross a bridge and walk up a short steep path to get to the Sportsman Inn if you can’t be bothered to walk the rest of the way to Hayfield and the six other pubs, a couple of shops, a butchers and a chippie.
 
Friday evening we went to the Sportsman’s Inn and got chatty with few other couples from the campsite. This is a very dog friendly pub with the landlord giving out treats to all the dogs. His mentality being the next time you try to walk passed with your dog they’ll pull you into the pub for a treat!

The pub was well split in two halves, a bar area for bar meals where dogs were allowed and a more restaurantey area where dogs weren’t allowed.

On Saturday Gary and Julie telephoned and came over from Chesterfield for a couple of hours. It was great to see them and we enjoyed a short walk and a couple of pints in Hayfield.

After spying the food being served on Friday evening we were back to the Sportsman’s Inn on Saturday evening for a very good quality and reasonably priced meal.

I had 12oz rump steak char-grilled medium rare and it was perfection and under £16.00. We’d both drank sensibly (red wine with the meal so as not to get bloated) and were therefore able to enjoy two cracking puddings which were not so reasonably priced.

This was a weekend where you just feel you’ve chilled.

We will definitely be coming here again and will be adding this to our Top 10 Sites.

11th May to 13th May

Hayfield, Derbyshire

Hayfield in the early days .

Hayfield today. .

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