Hi to All,
A big thank you to Steve/Mesquite for organising the meet. It was a lovely weekend and a splendid setting.
I had intended to turn up on my own later on Saturday carrying a single pack and sleep in just a bivibag under a tarp. Then just a the last minute my son decided that there was no way he wanted me to leave without him (we had had a strange week and it was all a bit much when it was time for me to go out). After about 2 seconds thought I said "You'll need some more clothes on then!"
It also meant a quick trip up to the attic to the tent store. Mmmm... massive whole family tent (nominally 8 pers), four man dome or the two man tipi? The Argos tipi had only been pitched once in the garden but at £19 it had seemed pretty good value. So that was added to the heap. Plus more water, plus more food and another sleeping bag etc. By the time we finally left home it was 16:00 and already getting dark!
We made our way to the wood and pitched the tipi. This was easier said than done in the dark and not helped by the impenetrable flinty gravel that was immediately below the leaf litter - Note To Self: bin the Argos pegs and replace with something stronger! Still it was up and approximately conical.
We joined the main party by the fire and shared in the currey. The one thing I had forgotten to grab was some KFS but Grebby very kindly gave my son a hand carved spoon which he now has as a treasured souvenir. We had some chit chat but we were both tired and turned in at about 20:00. It was quite a cold night and being single skin the tipi had quite a bit of condensation. The sloping sides mean that we didn't get dripped on and I was very happy with the way it held up - no wind but the pegs will be better next time anyway.
We woke at dawn after a starlit night and ventured outside. I don't know how cold it had been at night but the puddles on the tracks had frozen.
The woods are mixed but there was plenty of fallen larch for kindling and small firewood.
We set to and dug down to the gravel outside the tipi. My son is eight and had never lit his own fire before. I had forgotten that there's a knack to using a ferrorod. He tried and tried before he finally got it right and landed some sparks on the charcloth. After blowing for a while he got flames and the biggest smile.
The weather was very kind to us and we had clear blue skies, which is quite a contrast to most weekends before and since. So top marks to Mesquite for organising the climate!
All in all a great weekend and one that did both my son and I a great deal of good. Thanks to everyone that made it such a success (including Grebby for also lending my son a wool blanket in the evening and Chris for his help sharpening my knife).
Cheers,
Steve