Imagine it’s early in the morning, you try to leave your caravan but the wind outside is so strong that you can barely open the door. Yes, we had glorious weather at Stanley. Every other day, though, we had gales, low grey clouds, and intermittent rain. So we spent our time either inside the caravan (and enjoyed ourselves in a confined space) or took the car to the next coffee shop to hang out there (and wondered about our budget).
The next day, however, it was even more glorious. We really fell in love with the place.
One day later, it was gales and clouds again. And a severe weather warning. We thought that this applied to what was happening today. But we were wrong. A cold front was about to hit the entire west coast bringing 60 km winds with gusts up to 110 km. Maybe also a thunderstorm and possibly hail. Temperatures would drop. Then we noticed that quite a lot of rigs were leaving the RV park.
We had already experienced several nights where our caravan was rocking and shaking in the wind. Maybe we could move to a cabin in the local caravan park? Unfortunately, everything was booked out. But we were lucky: The friendly receptionist offered us a wind-protected spot right next to the office building. And there we weathered the storm. The caravan didn’t shake. We listened to the wind and the pounding rain. We ate instant noodles and bananas and muesli bars. And when the skies cleared, we saw a couple of fantastic rainbows.
Liz Mike Travels 