From Swindon I continued to Tewkesbury and the campsite where the VOLT weekend was being held where I met up with Simon who was hosting the event with his wife Christine. I helped Simon set up the marque and various other bits and pieces. The venue itself was quite nice, being alongside a river just on the outskirts of Tewkesbury. The facilities were not that good, but adequate. After a couple of beers with Simon I went off to bed.
Simon and Christine arrived early this morning and with the help of another couple of guys we finished setting everything up. Most of those attending the weekend meet arrived during the afternoon and by early evening there were ten LT's parked up. Fires were lit and we chatted away round the camp fires drinking some beers and getting to know one another, the talk mainly about our vehicles. It was an enjoyable evening with lots of music. The music went on until midnight apparently, but I was tucked up in bed well before that and heard nothing. Around 10 am the following morning people started to get up and make an appearance, some a little the worse for wear. A few other LT's arrived during the day making a total of 18, a good turn out. The weather was being kind to us as after a few light showers in the morning the sun came out and warmed the rest of the day. The festivities started once again as early evening came, fires and barbecues were lit and dinners cooked. The beer flowed as did the conversations, making for another another enjoyable evening. I slept well again that night in the peaceful surroundings. I'd agreed to help cook the communal, late, Sunday breakfast and by 9:30 I had the sausages, bacon, tomatoes, baked beens and toast were well under way. It was decided not to cook eggs as everybody likes them cooked in different ways, but after I'd cooked for everyone else I fried a couple of eggs for myself and enjoyed a great British breakfast. By Lunchtime people were starting to pack up ready for their journey home, a few had left by mid afternoon when we had a photo shoot. One of the club members, Russell a professional photographer, took the group shots and pictures of the 14 vans that were still on site. In no rush I agreed to stay another night to help clear things away and watched the other vans set off. It was agreed by all that it had been a successful weekend, everyone had enjoyed themselves. Another club member, Grahame is organising a meet in January, somewhere up north on the edge of a national park. The venue is apparently very secluded and in January often has snow. I don't do cold these days if I can help it so it probably isn't for me but I'll see, it depends on where I am at the time.
Talking to a few of the club members I suggested a club trip to Morocco, several seemed interested so perhaps in 2017 I'll lead a group for a winter break to a country I love.
It seems I've been travelling for most of my life.
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