A couple of weeks ago when it was hot, I was up in the woods in my spot watching the foxes until around 1am. I know the place like my own house, so didn’t use a torch and headed out. I walked really quickly out as I had forgotten the time. After I had passed a clearing a light came on behind me, so I stopped. I must have just been the other side of the torches limit before it reflected back. Whoever had the torch was looking around anxiously in my general direction and looked terrified. In fairness. I had just walked within a metre of him as he was enjoying the quiet night. Total darkness. He must have been utterly pooping himself and it’ll be a while before he ventured out again at night.
I’m torn between feeling slightly guilty, and highly amused. So you can see how something quite terrifying for one person, is just a quick walk back home for another. I wonder how many of us have done what I did, but are completely unaware they passed anyone at all. I wouldn’t have known if they hadn’t flicked their puny torch beam on.
I’m torn between feeling slightly guilty, and highly amused. So you can see how something quite terrifying for one person, is just a quick walk back home for another. I wonder how many of us have done what I did, but are completely unaware they passed anyone at all. I wouldn’t have known if they hadn’t flicked their puny torch beam on.