Helm Crag, Gibson Knott, Calf Crag, Steel Fell round – 22/05/18

An early 10am meet (that was still super early for us with Evie still only 7 weeks old) with some of my mums walking group,

the Bampton Amblers, for a walk up Helm Crag…. and a few more if we fancied it.

I was getting better at carrying Bean and a bag, but it was still super hard work doing that initial ascent up to the Bracken Hause saddle. There was a decision to be made. Continue right to do the round, or deviate left to bag Helm Crag.

Left it was, and worth it…. and no I did not climb to the actual rocky summit with a tiny sleeping baby.

Then back down and up onto Gibson Knott and Calf Crag, and we stopped somewhere here for a spot of lunch.

Some gorgeous views and a tiny tarn deserving of a swim (but not this time).

Then for our final ascent up onto Steel Fell. The walk was starting to feel very long, but the views were still fabby.

So that left the long descent back down….. our biggest day out to date, the body knew about it. Evie slept most of the day!

Penrith to Munich- 16/08/18

4.30am alarm! Even too early for Evie.

5.57am train Penrith to Manchester Airport, with a sad goodbye to Daddy, who we will see in a couple of weeks, when part 1 of our holiday adventure is over. Evie, my mum and me set off. The journey was spent sleeping, looking at people and munching on cucumber!

Through check in…. pleased I could take the car seat without extra cost.

Through security, where I was again pleased to be able to take her milk through. Having a baby didn’t make any of the rest of security less thorough though. If anything it was even more so.

Some quick breakfast and ready to board the plane.

Evie had a little mini belt attached to my belt, not that it really stopped her wriggling. Luckily the cabin crew gave her a little toy and my seat neighbour enjoyed entertaining her.

After snoozes and wriggles we landed. Got the Number 1 bus straight to the city centre, all going far too easily.

Now picture a baby in front sling, rucksack on back, 18kg bag over one shoulder, car seat in other arm. Then the taxi driver says it is easier to walk than drive…. talk about a sense of humour failure when after 10 mins in sweltering heat we still hadn’t reached the hotel…. but in the end we made it.

We will be catching a taxi back to the station!

Kendal Calling festival

One week on and we hit the festival scene again, this time much closer to home. No need to camp which was a good thing because it did turn into a mudfest !

For the first day our new friends, Claire and her son Oliver, came to help look after Evie whilst went to teach my Pilates class. Festivals were a first for them to, so thankfully the weather was fine and the ground buggy friendly on this day.

After wondering around and watching some music, Claire & Oliver left us and Tim joined us to see ‘James’ play.

We hung out a little bit the following evening, but the weather had turned and the rain started. The Bundlebean came out for Evie, and after some food whilst sheltering from the heavy rain, saw a little music, we headed home.

The final day, was rain & mud! Evie stayed at home!

Bluedot Festival

So when Evie was just 12 weeks old I had an out of the blue request. Would I go and teach Pilates for 3 consecutive days at both the Bluedot Festival and Kendal Calling. Well my initial response was ‘no’. But then I thought why not, especially as I got a guest ticket for each festival.

It took quite a while to work out the logistics, especially as I decided to camp at the first one with Evie. I needed a babysitter at the festival for when I’d be teaching. My sister Imogen kindly stepped up to the job, along with Sam, her 2&1/2 year old son.

Arriving less than 2 hrs before I was due to teach on the Friday, having come straight from our holiday in Staithes, we first had to wait very patiently whilst security (Nigel) allowed us in, because of course, our passes were not where they were meant to be. Then the tent I was teaching in was the far side of the site, thankfully not muddy! And nowhere near any toilets (which for anyone who has recently had a baby will know that toilets are necessary regularly!)

So the class came and went and that was just fine. Then time to enjoy the festival.

We had a nice bit of family time before Imo & Sam set off. Then one thing you realise once you have a baby is just how loud bands are! So we took an early retreat and hung out in our tent. Being in the staff bit meant that non- drunk people came and went through the night. The thin walls and voices spooked Evie the first time someone walked past, but then all was fine

The next day we had a relaxed start, met the family yoga teacher, so went to her session together both mornings. Then we hit the festival and did some cool stuff. Like go in this geometric art structure!

I also bought Evie some baby ear defenders, which I was amazed that she tolerated 100%. Which also meant I could watch some music.

The final day we randomly bumped into some people from home, managed to see a couple of lectures, which were by top scientists, and Evie happily sat and smiled at people, or slept! And watch a lot of amazingly big bubbles!

Then time to pack up the tent, teach my final class and then drive home to daddy. Tim had missed Evie Bean so much that he had brought her a present….. Long Bean Bear!