I think I am almost dry now!

Well we got halfway to Tenby on Friday night when the heavens opened and a good deluge followed. Me and mine stopped the bike quickly and got into some wet weather gear and pressed on towards ever darkening skies - this was about 7:15pm!

There were 9 of us in total planning to camp. Luckily the rain stopped for an hour or two and we managed to get the tents up and the bedding sorted so that we would have somewhere to dry to sleep!

We set off into town on foot as darkness descended and being starving we all headed for a fish and chip shop and devoured some hot food.

Then it was into the pub next door for some well deserved alcohol. The doorman remembered us from our last visit 4 weeks earlier and was chatty and friendly.

Later we went into a bar where there was Karaoke on (not my thing at all) I have to say I have never heard such a terrible singer in all my life as the girl that was performing when we got there!

Still we enjoyed a bit of banter and lots more alcohol and finally managed to get 2 taxis to take us up to the campsite where we all had a nightcap before retiring.

During the night the winds were gusting to over 65mph and I wonder we had any tents left!! It absolutely howled - and the rain lashed down. I felt smug because to complement the sleeping bag I had bought an old duvet from the bottom of my cupboard and that extra layer meant we were as warm as toast.

Early in the morning, one of intrepid bikers got up and with his hammer went around all our tents knocking all the tent pegs back to ground - some were out and others perilously close!

Due to heavy rain (and copious amounts of alcohol) we all had a good lie in before filling the kettles and making tea and coffee to revive ourselves.

Saturday at noon we were down in the town enjoying an all day breakfast with unlimited tea and coffee - whilst watching the rain teem down outside the full length windows.

When it finally ceased for half an hour we went for a quick walk to take in the South Beach and the Harbour.

Then a little retail therapy! I found a T-Shirt with "Welsh Girl" emblazoned on it, in a charity shop for £1. Hey hey a bargain!

We took refuge in the British Legion for a while and then in torrential rain we did a supermarket run before getting a minibus back to the campsite.

A siesta, a shower and another taxi and we headed for a restaurant for a proper meal before embarking on another night of drinking!

Returning to the site much later, the clouds had cleared and the wind dropped and there was a partial eclipse of the moon to be seen.

We did not hang about on Sunday. Tea/coffee, packed up and headed to Amroth for breakfast. Then off back to South Wales with lots of muddy boots and clothing. We managed to stay ahead of the rain and got in about 1:00pm.

The company was good and it beat staying in the house all weekend like the previous weekend. But honestly - does it have to rain all the time???