Wait until next year

Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

Tag: Camping

The sacrament of the present moment

Park and a big sky

I’m not necessarily religious. I’m one of those very vague, very flaky nearly-/sort of-religious types. I have my beliefs, but I generally keep them to myself and I’m not exactly practicing either.  Read the rest of this entry »

A walk to the station #15

There is one house on my walk that always has a very large motor-home parked outside. Well, it seems large, anyway. Either that or the house is small. Either way, the motor-home is large enough to block their downstairs window entirely. I see that they have clamped it too. I guess that is what you do with several thousands pounds-worth of vehicle parked on your driveway, although I suspect a thief couldn’t make the quickest getaway in it. Read the rest of this entry »

A week in the woods and what came before it

Wooden camping sign

I’m sure that every journey begins long before the actual departure. However, a camping holiday seemed to require substantially more planning and preparation than a hotel city break, say. Admittedly, my good wife did the majority of packing and planning, with themed collapsible crates full of everything we might need for a week’s camping. Such contingency planning would come into its own should we encounter the negative aspects of an English summer. I reminded myself that my usual holiday packing philosophy, of throwing whatever comes to hand in five minutes flat as you can always buy what you forget at the other end, was probably not sensible when it comes to a week in the wilderness. Read the rest of this entry »