This is the first night out I’ve had since withdrawing from this year’s Challenge after Day One, due to the evil affliction that is Plantar Fasciitis.
It’s a grand spot for an easy overnighter, being only 3 or 4 miles from our house, and a good little trip to start easing me back into things.
Accompanied by Geoff, Pebbles, Islay and Dale, we had a good laugh, but Dale was instructed not to do any Ghostly Goings On as this was NOT a #ghostcamp.
Since planning the trip a few days back, it seemed like the weather forecast was constantly changing every few hours. Originally, it was all supposed to be dry, but by the time Saturday afternoon came it was all supposed to be wet.
In the end though, Saturday evening was actually pretty idyllic. Dry, sunny and not too hot.
But it deteriorated dramatically overnight, resulting in wild winds and heavy rain by morning.
We walked off in full waterproofs – even Pebbles – but it didn’t matter. It just felt great for me to be back out again.
And even though it wasn’t a #ghostcamp, both Geoff and I heard a really odd noise at around 2:30am. I thought it sounded like some kids singing, and Geoff said it sounded like something you’d hear on an episode of Most Haunted. Whatever it was, it made us jump.
I still won’t ever be going back there again on my own for a night…