I like Hammocks.

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Then we came across this....

Its a dug out badger sett, with a bushcraft type shelter half built over the top.

Its beeen hollowed out of part of a used sett.

Spoke to mum on return.

Apparently, she met the police there, so they are aware.

Struggled with this, on many levels...but I will say no more on it.

 

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This is a useable shelter - or it was until someone collapsed it.

I think this is the type of thing the kids, or whoever is copying.

Usually, in this wood, they are a scrape, on the side of a hill, between banks, or self fallen trees, with the branches laid over and moss coated, with live boughs to hide them.

Not as easy as this one to find.

 

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However, that one above also had a lot of rubbish around it, inc beer cans and someone had lit an open fire directly on the needle covered ground...

As I said, not the same as the ones hidden elsewhere in the wood.

 

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Anyhow....

Equipment problems....

I had this curry yesterday....

Seems it hadnt all gone.

So.....

Theres me, with the kids, and mothers still full dog in the middle of the woods.....

 

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...and I needed to go..

I was prepared, so it really wasnt that much of a deal....I thought...

Ive got my gilet on.

I sort of use it as a bug out bag.

Its got everything in it - inc firesteel, pliers, knives, medicine...Bugger! Just found Little ones camera was in my coat as well....

 

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Oh....

and of course, a baby shovel - stainless steel of course, and a packet of baby wipes - just in case.

In fact they ahve been in my bug out kits for about 6 years - not that I have ever needed them...

Until today, that is.

 

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There was me in the middle of half a square mile of trees, looking for one that was over and had the right shape for what I needed to do....

Hopefully with enough cover.....

Could I find one?

Im charging round like a pregnant father.... sort of.

Eventually, I found the best I could hope for, a tree trunk, laying 18" above the ground, with most of a hole, and branches stuck out that I could use as supports....

 

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Next problem, the kids and dog.

Could I get them to wander off a ways....

No chance. I must have looked like I was about to do something unusual and they didnt want to miss it.

"GO THAT WAY"

So they would....for about 30 yards then turn and sort of loiter...

"FURTHER"

Im sort of looking round wondering who else is heading my way to see what all the shouting is about....Not Ideal...

"MORE"

If the dog had gone any slower....

 

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ANyhow....

This tree Ive found...Its about 30 yards off the main path, with no cover....at all.

Still, Im desperate..

Sod it....

Cant go. Must ahve waited too long.

THeres me rocking, like Im listening to some weird music, while sitting there in the middle of the woods...

That worked !

Talk about emptying the dog.....

Eventually I was done..

Found the baby wipes.

Couldnt get the packet open. The tag came off.

So Im sitting there hacking it apart with my pliers....

"GOOD AFTERNOON"

Yelled this man, not more than 10 yards away on the other side of a bush....

No Idea if he knew what I was doing...

"Er...Good Afternoon"

Hes got a chequered flat cap, olive gilet over a thick cream with green square pattern shirt...

Polished green wellies, wife who was making a concerted effort to not look at me, and two gun dogs, who decided to check exactly what I was doing.

They wernt interested in the baby wipes.

They all crashed off therough the trees...

The dogs started yapping and the man yelling....

Next thing theres these 4 deer...

They almost pushed me off my log, or onto it.

 

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Got the packet open, pulled some out.

They wouldnt come out.

Ripped holes in the middle of nearly every one in the attempt.

Used them.

Nope. No good.

Im pretty sure they were teflon coated. Poxy things.

An Irish wolfhound padded past...well stopped on the way past and woofed twice, weed on my tree and sauntered off..

Went to get up, and one of the branches cracked.

I cricked my back and had a hell of a job getting up.

 

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So theres me staggering around the wood, desperaelynneeding some better paper, trying to find the kids, or mothers dog, but prefferably both with a bad back....

 

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When I shouted at the kids to go that way, I pointed in the direction of the sun.

An hour later, I found they had managed to go the opposite direction.

Never did find out if the dog got emptied....

Arrived back at mothers....

"Oh looks like you had a nice time! Anything interesting happen?"

Er.......

 

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Paper?

Im going to stock up with some pigging velcro!

 

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Got the lid off the worktop and chopped the screw down to length with a pair of pliers.

 

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Hammered the screw tip to bur over the end so it wouldnt pull back through the tin with the hammer.

It fits

Using my knife fork spoon set to lift it...

 

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Thats it on the mug and in the Hobo...

Just need to sort a guard to stop it roasting my fingers when I put the mug on, or take it off....

Havent quite worked out how yet though.

 

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So.....

I was bored....

And it was a bit too quiet...

My little one came to see what all the noise was...

 

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One done...

and blurred as well as burred lol

 

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A second one....

Having to be carefull...

Last time I did this, the school uniforms rusted.

 

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It probably sounds ridiculous, considering how much I use it, but grinders terrify me.

If you run over your fingers with one of these, the doctors struggle to put them back on again.