As we made our way down a winding, country road in the dark, stillness of night it was the fairy lights that guided us to our final resting place. With a myriad of twinkly lights, the woodshed and the fire pit were lit up guiding us to where we’d be spending the next two (blissful) nights. It had this, middle of nowhere, completely “at one with nature” vibe as soon as we arrived at the North Star Club in Sancton. I immediately felt at home within moments of arriving.
I’ve come to love the UK. After years of travelling abroad with my husband and through my job in the travel industry, it seems that the UK has ignited a passion in my soul that I didn’t think possible. With various trips through this blog on home turf it’s given me a new love for our beautiful country. Luckily, over the course of the last few years we have travelled up and down the country with my husband’s racing, with one of our stops being in Anglesey for the last couple of years. A small island of 276 square meters, it is joined with Wales from two suspension bridges, the Menai and the Britannia. It’s a place I hadn’t even thought of travelling to Anglesey, but from watching Sophie bob across with her husband to see their family from time to time, I was glad it had become a firm fixture in the race calendar.
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