Ok, I’ve said this before, it’s not the most exciting place in the world, but it is quiet, has some nice views and is only a few miles from home.
I had actually planned to camp in a totally different spot, earlier in the week, but it hadn’t happened. And when James reminded me that Saturday was a Bank Holiday Weekend, I decided to cancel the original plan as that spot was highly likely to be ‘busy’. So Brown Knoll it was.
I normally collect water for this area from a peaty pond near South Head, but as the hot weather has left this rather depleted and extra peaty, I took a different route up to normal and collected water from the River Sett, at Terror Bridge.
It was a glorious evening.
It hardly seemed to go dark. Think it might have been a full moon.
The temperature dropped overnight with the clear sky, until the cloud started coming over in the early hours.
I expected to wake to rain, but surprisingly it was dry and breezy. Rather nice, in fact. Cool.
But it didn’t last. By the time I was packing up, the rain had started, and I packed inside the tent.
There was a bonus, random meeting whilst I was having breakfast. A guy and his dog – who funnily enough had been camping near the spot in my original plan – were walking off past my tent, and stopped for a long chat. Turned out to be a fellow Facebook-er, Phil Dando, and his dog, Oz.
Pebbles was really jealous when I got home and could smell another dog.