I need to confess. I've done a terrible thing, which will probably haunt me for the rest of my life, and taint my reputation as a bushcrafter. It is this:
On a recent walking trip, last week, I, well... I... I camped at a Camping and Caravanning Club site.
(Oh, the shame!)
My justification was that the view was superb from the site, and I needed to be able to leave my kit for a day, but all the same, it was wrong, and I'm really sorry to have let you all down like this.
I'm not going to hide. I'll take my punishment like a man. Get Biker to send Bushcraft Betty round to me and tell her I've been a very bad boy...
On a recent walking trip, last week, I, well... I... I camped at a Camping and Caravanning Club site.
(Oh, the shame!)
My justification was that the view was superb from the site, and I needed to be able to leave my kit for a day, but all the same, it was wrong, and I'm really sorry to have let you all down like this.
I'm not going to hide. I'll take my punishment like a man. Get Biker to send Bushcraft Betty round to me and tell her I've been a very bad boy...