Local Heart, Global Soul

November 2, 2011

Camping on Crutches… Can be Done, (to a Point).

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

It was way back at Easter when we went to France, before and since then I’ve been busy with physiotherapy, hospital appointments, extending my work hours and Himself has been busy with work, running around looking after me and the kids and trying to renovate the house.

(Had we ever dared  hope to be finished by August?  Fat chance!)

It’s still  ongoing but at least now there’s only one large room to go and the two hallways and stairs we will defer until next year… ok, ok … and a bathroom.

Our French friends didn’t end up coming to visit  in August after all, (the hubby and wife couldn’t get matching holiday dates from their respective workplaces so were forced to stay at home) but since our house still looked then like a bomb had hit it, it’s probably for the best that everything  to  do with that plan got deferred to next year too.

The trouble with Himself working free-lance is that Murphy’s Law kicks in with alarming regularity: this week (again) we have the last room cleared, sorted and ‘ready to go” on the renovating front and the work from  Clients is suddenly rolling in. Good for the bill-paying part of the plan, less good for having the hours in the day to do the work.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Especially since my contribution with asthma and on sticks  consists of a nice fat zero. (Hold on, I chose the paint colour, does that count?)

Our only other excursion this year was to a camp-site so that the kids could double their sleeping-in-a-tent- experience  from one time to two.

We actually thought it wasn’t going to happen for me at least because  ” sleeping bag +  low mattress + crutches =recipe for disaster” that I had no intention of cooking up, but friends of ours found a place that had “pipos wagon” on site, so this would mean I could sleep in a ‘real” bed whilst Himself and the kids camped out beside me.

The “holiday”was short (two days) because I had a hospital appointment to get back to, midday the following day, but since summer was rapidly departing, I’ve been going stir crazy sitting  looking at the same four walls at home and we could squeeze it in before the kids headed back to school we decided to give it a go.

This is how we arrived at “Kampeerbosje Leerdam”… it’s a camp-site that is small(er) than many in the Netherlands, situated in the countryside just outside Leerdam. There are lots of trees separate the campers, plus various cabin-type accommodation and plenty of space for tents.

We knew it was a good place when the owner greeted us warmly and said he would “just go get the wheelbarrow so that Himself could cart the tent stuff and our things to our spot” it certainly made things easier, and the kids provided themselves as giggling cargo on the “empty” return journeys to the car.

They tried to entice me to take a wheelbarrow ride too … but since my middle name is for a foreseeable future “paranoid cautious” I declined.

It’s not huge for an able bodied person, but it’s bigger than it first looked for me so I explored carefully on different days as part of my physio exercise requirement.   I’ll take you around the various sorts of accommodations later,  in the meantime let’s take a look around the camp-site itself.

On our explorations we spied an outdoor kitchen/washing up area, and a massive tent that had stretchers inside that you could also book. The kids burned off energy sprinting down paths and disappeared over the bridges, squealing with pleasure but disturbing no-one because this late in the season we are the only ones here.

Kampeerbosje Leerdam , recht van ter leerde 25, 4143 LN Leerdam, Netherlands +31 345 623 600 ‎

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)


  1. You never cease to AMAZE me, Kiwi! Your ‘can-do’ attitude is admirable! You simply will not allow your current predictament to rule what you can or cannot do. Bravo, my friend! The lessons you are teaching your little ones is immeasurable. You are showing them, by example, that the biggest obstacle in one’s life is oneself. In addition, you show them that you work within your limitations. I am in awe.

    Comment by milkayphoto — November 2, 2011 @ 1:16 am | Reply

  2. It looks like a really fun vacation, Kiwi. Like mikayphoto, I too am amazed at your positive attitude. Did you ever share why you are on crutches? Did you have knee surgery? Since the knees are the major focus in our house this year, I would love to hear what problem needed crutches.

    Comment by Kathy — November 3, 2011 @ 1:22 pm | Reply

    • Kathy, If you go to this post https://kiwidutch.wordpress.com/2011/04/15/new-292/ and start reading from the links inside it, you will have an idea of the damage I managed to achieve falling off one rotten step.
      Rehabilitation Specialists now tell me that it *does* usually take 1 year to 18 months to fix this relatively rare injury and that mending torn muscles, ligaments and tendons that have become dystrophic after 3 months in plaster casts is something that is always both painful and frustratingly slow.
      More than one specialist has commented that it’s far better to just break all your bones and have those fixed with the plaster casts and pins than it is to ever have to fix muscle and tissue damage.
      I have many down days that I don’t blog about since i’m trying very hard to be positive, but I’m no saint and it’s really not easy some days dealing with pain, immobility and frustration. (Himself could attest to *that* quick enough).

      Comment by kiwidutch — November 3, 2011 @ 1:51 pm | Reply

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