Our Wales staycation 1/2


Young boy wearing Tiny Cottons faces t-shirt on golf buggy at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales

Wales was somewhere we never visited much when I was a child; I never considered it much of a holiday destination, instead assuming everyone spent their holidays in Devon/Cornwall, just as we always did when I was young, but for Martin, it was the opposite. His grandparents, and then parents, owned property in Pembrokeshire and he'd often tell me how much he loved to visit there as a child, how much time they would spend as a family on the beach that sat practically on the front doorstep of their Welsh home. Then we stumbled across Bluestone, and we fell in love with Wales all over again.

Toddler wearing Bobo Choses with Dad at the park at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales

This was our first visit to Bluestone during the Summer months and now I'm not sure we can return in any other season. We took advantage of the weather as much as possible with woodland walk's and outdoor activities as well as dinner and roasting marshmallows at Camp Smokey, and we'd even painted our own rocks the day before to hide amongst the cabins and wildlife there. We also spent time outside of the park to visit some of our favourite places nearby and the Stackpole Lilyponds is one of them.

On our last visit, we ended up dragging a toddler, a pushchair and one heavily pregnant woman (me) all the way to the beach and bringing back a child with decidedly less clothes and though there was no huge belly in sight this time, we still had to bring back two miniature humans smuggling sand in every bodily avenue you could possibly imagine.

Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales Silouhette of Mum and two boys taken in the woodlands in the golden hour at Bluestone, Wales

I'm one of those people who finds it hard to relax, be it at home or away, in almost any circumstances, but I managed to let go this holiday and really enjoyed myself (though when it comes to wet sand, I'm just not sure I can do it). We always forgot the spare clothes, neglected to bring the umpteen buckets and spades that are stacked in the cupboard and pretty much got the times wrong for all of the activities we'd booked but still had so much fun. Waving goodbye to the monotony of the daily routine felt freeing and putting two exhausted little boys to bed each evening felt glorious, like we were really there with them and not daydreaming about a post 9pm dinner.

I decided to split the full story into two posts as to not drown anyone in pictures so this is part one for now, but part two will follow shortly featuring some of my favourite shots taken for a while (it's always the simple ones you quickly grab the camera for that turn out to be the best!).


Our holiday to Bluestone, Wales, staying in the Caldey Lodge, and visiting Stackpole, Barafundle Bay Beach
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