Yesterday we were hoping to be travelling down to Dorset. It’s the weekend of the annual Druid Gorsedd, which this year was to be held at the Othona Community near Bridport. The plan was to travel down in the Camper, Ste and the dogs were to fend for themselves for a couple of days while I attended the Gorsedd, then we’d join up and explore the Jurassic coast for the rest of the week. It’s one place that’s been on our ‘to visit’ list for ages and we were really looking forward to going.
Unfortunately this has all been scuppered by the weather! We’d been watching the forecast for a few days and were hoping that maybe it wouldn’t turn out to be as bad as they thought. However on Thursday morning, with a severe weather warning for almost our entire route down through South Wales, Somerset and Devon we reluctantly decided to stay at home. Cue a mad dash out to the shops to stock up on food, as the cupboards had been run down as usual pre holiday. It was already bitterly cold, with a strong wind and the existing snow had been whipped up into deep drifts in places along the lane which was rather alarming, given that Ste had only just made it up the last time we had a snowfall. I had visions of walking back to the house.
Once safely home we battened down the hatches as the wind picked up. The threatened snow didn’t arrive here, but the winds reached over 50mph and came in from the North East, this meant that it hit our windows and doors side on and wormed its way through the gaps in the frames. With the wind chill, the ‘feels like’ temperature was minus 13.
About teatime we were informed that the Gorsedd had been cancelled by the organiser because the weather in the South West was so severe. Pretty disappointing for everyone.
The high winds kept up here for over twelve hours, and left twigs and debris all over the garden. The gate lost part of it’s locking mechanism, but the worst damage was to the wooden arch…
To be honest this had leaning precariously for a while and we’d been talking about taking it down and not replacing it. It does open the view up a little!
The landscape has had that faded, sepia look for a few weeks and it’s even worse now. All the green growth has shrivelled and flattened, the daffodils and bulbs in the beds included, which I’m a bit disappointed about as they were looking quite promising at the end of last week, when we were moving the log store in the warm sunshine dressed in T shirts and jeans!