Back in October, curious to see what all the fuss is about, Fran came out with me on her first wild camp.
Fortunately, she not only enjoyed it, she enjoyed it so much she went away and spent a small fortune on new equipment!
A second trip was obviously on the cards.
I chose another spot not too far away – we could walk there easily enough from our house – but a bit higher up and with a wilder feel to it.
The forecast had a wintry feel to it, with overnight temperatures of around 2C and enough wind to give a wind chill temperature down to -5C. I made sure I packed my winter sleeping bag. I’m not a particularly warm sleeper and like to be cozy.
Low cloud and light drizzle though, made for a slightly damp walk in.
It was already starting to go dark as we arrived, and with a rather lively breeze to boot, so we quickly got the tents pitched, filtered what water we needed and retired to our respective homes for the duration.
I soon had a brew on the go, ready to enjoy along with the two mince pies Fran had kindly thrown in my direction. They didn’t last long.
Of course this time of year brings long hours of darkness, but the time passed pleasantly. I-Player on my mobile gets plenty of use these days and I also have my Kindle downloaded onto my phone. This does mean that I have to be aware of keeping the phone charged however, but Anker efficiently sees to that.
I also try and spread the courses of my evening meal out.
Main course at 7pm, dessert at 8pm, hot chocolate at 9pm; all interspersed with conversation flowing between the two tents.
I had a couple of new, rather nifty wooden spoons to try from Treadlite Gear, too. They were very nice.
The wind kept up for most of the night, but despite it sounding very dramatic – howling and whistling around the area – our tents seemed to be in a bit of a sweet spot and didn’t get much wind battering at all.
A particularly noisy period of wind activity woke me around 3am. It was whistling through the grass or rocks somewhere close by. Once awake, feeling a bit chilly, I donned another layer. Soon warm and cozy once more, I slept on and didn’t stir again ’till 7:30. I got up for a wander around.
I crawled back into my sleeping bag for another hour. Fran stirred at around 8:30. Realising that the cloud had lifted a lot by then, she set off to have a look at the nearby Downfall.
We were lucky with the weather this morning. It was breezy, but dry and fresh.
Feeling relaxed and chilled, we breakfasted and broke camp slowly.
My breakfast was a Dale Special – Rainbow Porridge. This is porridge with added Smarties. It is delicious and I would recommend anyone to try it.
Taking a slightly different route back to our house, we stopped for lunch at the bottom of William Clough.
Fran even got her Jetboil out there and made us a brew. I can never be bothered in the middle of the day, but it was very welcome!
So, an excellent night out and I have it on good authority that Fran has already been buying even more shiny new kit. I suspect it won’t be too long before we do another night out…
Another really enjoyable read with great photos of an area I have spent many happy times walking in. ๐
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Thanks Steve!
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A good read, I enjoyed that. A new convert to the church of sleeping in a cold damp tent in winter ๐
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Thanks Andy! She’s very keen, and starting her wild camping career at the hardest time of the year, too!
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Sounds like my sort of wild camping. Loads of grub, warm sleeping bag, and not enough light for much walking!
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There’s a lot to be said for winter slackpacking! ๐
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You’re a better person than me! Too much dark and too much cold! I’m not for wild camping this time of year.
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But you’ve got that Soulo, David! A Hilleberg 4 season palace! ๐
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Fantastic Crissie! Looks a splendid wee trip. Great write and lovely photos.
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Thanks Dawn! ๐
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I make up a flask in a morning to take on the hill (I’m usually in a bothy though, not a tent) – I couldn’t be bothered on the hill either. I agree with Fellbound above though – too much dark and cold for me in winter (not that I’m much of a camper anyway).
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I’ll always make a flask up in the cold weather for day walks. Really enjoy a hot drink during the day tbh. It’s only backpacking when I don’t bother with one in the middle of the day! ๐
As far as the long hours are concerned tho, I actually find it quite peaceful and chilling just kicking back in the tent!
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I’d just sit there thinking how cold I was – I don’t keep warm very easily if I’m not moving
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It’s certainly no fun if you’re cold. I was toasty the other night, sat watching I-player, half in my sleeping bag and wearing a thick down jacket. In the winter I always take more clothes than I think I might need!
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Another one got the wild camping bug. โบ
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Without a doubt! ๐
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Another goodyin Chrissie. There’s no stopping Fran now, she’s got the bug alright๐ You do stay in a great location that you have these walks not too far from home. Take care x
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There’s no doubt, we’re very lucky to live here, Andy!
Yep, Fran is definitely smitten! ๐
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A great write up ๐ you obviously did a great job with her first trip ๐๐ป I know how she feels with the kit bug, Iโm always after new gear even if I donโt really need it ๐ hopefully doing mermaids pool soon myself ๐๐ป Atb Mark
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Yep, the Gear Want List never goes! ๐
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