Eric_Methven
Bushcrafter (boy, I've got a lot to say!)
Remember there's no such thing as bad weather - just the wrong clothes.
When I hit the fifty mark I found I had the urge to pee more than once in the night. Unzipping the sleeping bag was bad enough, but actually getting up and leaving the tent became a real pain in the you know what.
I eventually found that if I rolled on my side, with the sleeping bag pulled well out of the way I could pee into a pop bottle, screw the cap back on and go straight back to sleep. If it was really cold I'd take the pop bottle into the sleeping bag with me like a hot water bottle. Once, I had had a good drink with some friends and needed to pee five times in the one night. I managed to fill the pop bottle up and placed it outside the tent, on the grass by the door flap. When I got up in the morning to empty it, it was gone. I never found out who drank it, but somebody must have. Anyway I got funny looks from a couple of my friends but it was never mentioned. It puts a whole new slant on the expression 'Getting ******'
Eric
When I hit the fifty mark I found I had the urge to pee more than once in the night. Unzipping the sleeping bag was bad enough, but actually getting up and leaving the tent became a real pain in the you know what.
I eventually found that if I rolled on my side, with the sleeping bag pulled well out of the way I could pee into a pop bottle, screw the cap back on and go straight back to sleep. If it was really cold I'd take the pop bottle into the sleeping bag with me like a hot water bottle. Once, I had had a good drink with some friends and needed to pee five times in the one night. I managed to fill the pop bottle up and placed it outside the tent, on the grass by the door flap. When I got up in the morning to empty it, it was gone. I never found out who drank it, but somebody must have. Anyway I got funny looks from a couple of my friends but it was never mentioned. It puts a whole new slant on the expression 'Getting ******'
Eric