This weekend I had the opportunity to make a childhood fantasy come true and stay in a tree houses that is real! Happily, it was much more protected, comfortable as well as luxurious. Yes, it was said by me. I remained in a tree house that had a touch of luxury!
We seldom argue about guidance although I do not know if this makes us a modern couple or a mindless couple, we merely shout at the satnav as though we can be heard by the posh woman inside it.
But it turned out she knew exactly where she was going and at our tree house we arrived after an hour of driving through the Welsh lanes.
We were met by somebody who walked us through a pitch black field. As we carefully negotiated the slippery ground, by torchlight we could see just the reflective eyes of sheep staring at us.
After through the field we made it through gates that were rickety and over several bridges and to the woods. Peter pointed to some spot in the distance where we could see little else and a glowing fire.
I have lit the fire and you have got lots of wood. There is a toilet exterior that is compostable as well as the fire takes an hour to warm the water that is hot. Check out is at 11am. Oh, and it is a luxury treehouses, it’ll sway in the wind. Don’t call me at 2am if your tree house is swaying.”
And then he was gone.
And we were having a tree house in the woods.
We climbed up a steep incline and came to some spiral staircase around a tree. It was tough to determine what everything was in the dark but after it scaled we came to chain and a wood – link bridge and then our tree house.
I slipped the door open and was welcomed by a warm blast of air escaping from interior. The log burner was roaring and also the tree house was flickering using the light from tiny tea lights.
By being this high up, everything was given a bewitching atmosphere as the clouds hung around our feet. All it is possible to hear up here is the relaxing shush of the streams under as well as the chatting of birds in the trees.
While I hid under the duvet, We got the fire roaring. In virtually no time at all it was warm and toasty and we had enough hot water for a steamy and long shower.
The shower is below the tree house and there is a water tank heated by the stove.
After plenty of cups of tea and bacon sandwiches we walked to where our car was parked and set out to start to see the coast.
There are plenty of walking on trails across the tree house and places to visit nearby but, regardless of the gloomy weather, we actually saw a trip to the beach.
We made our way to Aberporth, a lovely seaside hamlet and a location Sam used to see for vacations when he was a youngster. We also halted along the way in Aberystwyth and Aberaeron.
Before making our way back to our tree house, we had an enormous meal of fish and chips and mushy peas on the shore in Aberporth.
There’s no electricity in the tree house and it’s unlikely you’ll get cellphone signal so it’s the right possibility to switch off in the entire world. Sam and I took novels (actual paper books!), wrapped ourselves in blankets and sat out on the deck of our treehouses. When it got too cold and dark we read inside or in the light of the fire.
This place is simply over one hour from our house but we felt a million miles at home.
You will find five other tree houses but you feel such as the only men and women on earth.