Today was the day I decided to visit the Wilderness Gathering for the first time. I left the house at 07:45 and a few minutes after getting in the car experienced a particulary painfull bout of trapped wind. I eventually arrived at the Gathering for around 09:00, drove in paid my money, parked and was just putting my camera on my belt when I was notified that that parking area was for disabled drivers, no problems, did up my belt, and moved.
Ten minutes later, just as I walked into the traders field I get a phone call, I am needed at work
I quickly say Hi to Kevin Endicott and co in their tent, nip over to the backpackinglight stand and give into temptation and buy a Mini Peak II tent with a free collapsable pole and one of their stainless trivets and drive back to Bristol.
As I get on with the Job, I reach for my trusted partner of nine years, my Leatherman charge ti. Nothing there. Sudden cold flush and a flashback to the Gathering, undoing my belt to put the camera on and placing the tool on the roof, just before being asked to move.
Feeling sick to the stomach, I finish the job and call the farm in the hope that someone may have found it and handed it in, no such luck but they would keep an eye out.
In a fit of desperation, I drive backout there, asking again at the reception tent, and proceed to walk out the route I drove in vain hope of finding my Leatherman. No luck. I hang around a while longer, chatting to Kevin, look at Duncans wares (Dorset Woodland Blades) and drool over a XL camp Nessy, which I can now ill afford as I need to replace my partner, although nothing will replace the sentimental value attached to it. I have little hope it will be found, or handed in, But if anyone does find a Titanium Leatherman Charge in a Black leather pouch, please contact me, you will be rewarded.
Ten minutes later, just as I walked into the traders field I get a phone call, I am needed at work
I quickly say Hi to Kevin Endicott and co in their tent, nip over to the backpackinglight stand and give into temptation and buy a Mini Peak II tent with a free collapsable pole and one of their stainless trivets and drive back to Bristol.
As I get on with the Job, I reach for my trusted partner of nine years, my Leatherman charge ti. Nothing there. Sudden cold flush and a flashback to the Gathering, undoing my belt to put the camera on and placing the tool on the roof, just before being asked to move.
Feeling sick to the stomach, I finish the job and call the farm in the hope that someone may have found it and handed it in, no such luck but they would keep an eye out.
In a fit of desperation, I drive backout there, asking again at the reception tent, and proceed to walk out the route I drove in vain hope of finding my Leatherman. No luck. I hang around a while longer, chatting to Kevin, look at Duncans wares (Dorset Woodland Blades) and drool over a XL camp Nessy, which I can now ill afford as I need to replace my partner, although nothing will replace the sentimental value attached to it. I have little hope it will be found, or handed in, But if anyone does find a Titanium Leatherman Charge in a Black leather pouch, please contact me, you will be rewarded.
