Sleep wild, wake wonder — unique UK escapes
Anyone can flick a switch. Not everyone can build a fire — and that's exactly the point. On why the fifteen minutes spent coaxing flame from newspaper and kindling is the moment your tipi weekend truly begins.
Every crackling tipi fire starts its life somewhere else entirely — a windswept ash tree, a one-man sawmill, a farmer's trailer. We trace the surprisingly local journey of campfire wood, and explain why burning British might be the most sustainable thing you do this weekend.
The best tipi weekends don't start at the gate — they start forty minutes earlier, in a farm shop car park with a wedge of local cheddar and a bottle of something proper. Here's our guide to pairing your escape with a proper detour.
Britain's darkest skies are hiding in plain sight — you just need to get far enough from the streetlights. Here's where to point your deckchair, when the meteor showers peak, and how to stay warm while you wait for the show.
A single glamping site might look like just a field with a few canvas cones in it. But follow the money and you'll find it trickling through the whole village — the pub, the farm shop, the bloke who sells firewood by the trailer-load.
Who says you need a boot full of kit and a country lane to go wild? Some of Britain's best tipi escapes sit within walking distance of a railway platform — and the pub lunch en route is half the joy. Here's how to do canvas car-free, rucksack and all.
You love the off-grid feeling — the firepit, the quiet, the duvet with a view — but you fancy trying a different shape of escape. From shepherds' huts to treehouses, here are ten stays that scratch the same itch.
Everyone remembers the sunny glamping trip, but nobody tells stories about it. Here's why a bit of British drizzle isn't a glitch in your tipi escape — it's the whole point.
There's a moment halfway through a tipi weekend when the instinct to reach for your phone fades and the fire pit starts calling. Here's how to answer it — with farm shop spoils, patient embers and the best-tasting sausages of your life.
Another candle. Another gift set. Another thing destined for the back of the cupboard. If you're buying for someone who has everything, maybe stop buying things altogether — and give them a night in a field instead.
A weekend under canvas is good for the soul. A weekend under canvas with your dog? Better. Here's why the four-legged plus-one belongs on every wild escape — and how to do it properly.
Wondering when Britain's wild stays actually come into their own? From April's frosted dawns to September's long golden evenings, here's what each month really delivers under canvas — and when to book before someone else does.
Some trips are worth booking for the journey alone. From coastal train lines to winding moorland roads, here are five UK escapes where the travel is as memorable as the tipi at the end of it.
We've been sold a lie about British weather. A soggy weekend in a tipi isn't a write-off — it's the whole point. Here's why the wettest forecast is often the best one.
£80 a head for starter-and-mains anxiety, or a crackling fire, a shared blanket and absolutely nowhere to be? We know which one we'd pick. A persuasive case for taking date night into the wild.
Forget the overstuffed boot and the 'just in case' pile. Here's the honest kit list for a two-night tipi escape — plus what to happily leave behind.
There's a brief window between first light and full wakefulness when the moor is silver, the kettle's just on, and nothing in the world is asking anything of you. We've rounded up seven UK tipi spots where that quiet hour is worth setting an alarm for.
Room service is lovely, but it doesn't change how you feel. We argue that the real indulgence of 2025 is a weekend with no wifi, no sockets and no notifications — just woodsmoke, starlight and a solar lantern.