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Ma heed tells me am only 21 but my back and ma legs tell me different...............more like 121 :dunno:

I know, so strange.

Once I hear some of that old stuff, I just want to leap up and gie it laldy...

Lasts for for all of five seconds...
 
yep used to be every summer holiday day od into the new Forest Grockle hunting with Holly bows n Arrows and a Big Cheap nasty Survival knife ( you know Compass on the hollow handle and Catty on the sheath )

even when older me and a mate would spend every weekend on his dads land fire basha Rifles etc (he was in the army at the time to )

He even managed a class chat up when we went into town Asked a girl if when wanted a night of Ruff Sex in a barn and it worked she want phased by being taxied out to the middle of nowhere and dropped off at teh end of a track surrounded by field :O

ATB

Duncan
 
yep used to be every summer holiday day od into the new Forest Grockle hunting with Holly bows n Arrows and a Big Cheap nasty Survival knife ( you know Compass on the hollow handle and Catty on the sheath )

even when older me and a mate would spend every weekend on his dads land fire basha Rifles etc (he was in the army at the time to )

He even managed a class chat up when we went into town Asked a girl if when wanted a night of Ruff Sex in a barn and it worked she want phased by being taxied out to the middle of nowhere and dropped off at teh end of a track surrounded by field :O

ATB

Duncan

And the only thing not sharp there was the Survival knife, am I wrong?:lmao:
 
I know it's only a few years ago but my kit has vastly increased even for overnighters but that was back when you came back and your stomach was in knots from overdosing on super noodles cooked in a cheap morrisons milk pot with a tin of Grannys soup being the main course, then retiring to be in your 0.5 desert season sleeping bag rated to about +40 in Scotland at typically 0 degrees and chittering yourself to sleep.

Then going home and sleeping for HOURS trying to catch up, have to say I much prefer having a bit of knowledge and some good kit now. Returning home well fed and well rested is extrememly welcome to when I look back to a few years ago and a two day camping trip ended with a 4 day hangover!
 
I know it's only a few years ago but my kit has vastly increased even for overnighters but that was back when you came back and your stomach was in knots from overdosing on super noodles cooked in a cheap morrisons milk pot with a tin of Grannys soup being the main course, then retiring to be in your 0.5 desert season sleeping bag rated to about +40 in Scotland at typically 0 degrees and chittering yourself to sleep.

Then going home and sleeping for HOURS trying to catch up, have to say I much prefer having a bit of knowledge and some good kit now. Returning home well fed and well rested is extrememly welcome to when I look back to a few years ago and a two day camping trip ended with a 4 day hangover!

You're spoiling my rose tinted memories now !

Oh to be your age again..hold on I was married and running a house come to think of it.:goodnight:
 
I reckon we need more kit as we get older just to keep it bearable. Looking back usually involves rose tinted glasses and we forget we were a lot younger and forget we were freezing cold at times. Yeah! Grumpy old man I know. :vio:

We just cuddled more folks into the tent :D

And were we chuffed when we got the closed cell foam mats ? :D Brilliant, no cold underneath, no damp, and they weighed nothing, even if they were bulky.

M
 
Being born a 3 minute walk from the city centre, the only grass we saw was growing out of gutters but we lived in a golden street. There was a derelict site that was once the local swimming baths where we lit our fire from the wood...borrowed..from the wood yard.

We had a huge bakery that supplied half of Merseyside with bread and cakes, a lemonade factory and a shop at the end of the street that would be open till midnight.

The shop supplied our spuds for the fire (borrowed again) the bakery we borrowed the warmest of unsliced loaves and washed it down with the lemonade supplied by me and my best mate as we were the best climbers and to top it all we had fresh fruit supplied by me as my mam was a barra woman, those were the days.
 
Being born a 3 minute walk from the city centre, the only grass we saw was growing out of gutters but we lived in a golden street. There was a derelict site that was once the local swimming baths where we lit our fire from the wood...borrowed..from the wood yard.

We had a huge bakery that supplied half of Merseyside with bread and cakes, a lemonade factory and a shop at the end of the street that would be open till midnight.

The shop supplied our spuds for the fire (borrowed again) the bakery we borrowed the warmest of unsliced loaves and washed it down with the lemonade supplied by me and my best mate as we were the best climbers and to top it all we had fresh fruit supplied by me as my mam was a barra woman, those were the days.

Had a bakers in our village too, mind you i still got fresh when working nightshift too at others, hmmm...

My home village was a case of getting your 'suppers from the chippie out the side windowafter a lock in at the pub..:lmao:

The one i'm in now also has a bakers and it was pies after pub then before the takeaways started up.

Have to admit to taking some fruit and veg' from the odd garden and greenhouse to keep us going but never too much, we knew not to waste.
 
No rose tinted glasses, we had some very good kit, just not masses of it, Blacks Mountain tent would take more of a hammering than a modern dome tent, my Icelandic Special sleeping bag kept me very warm etc. What did let us down were things like cotton or even Ventile anoraks, they leaked and I joined the droves of others who purchased PU nylon and fleece when it came out, better kit for the UK. A lot of kit in the early 60's was still based on pre WW2 design and materials and change took time. Back then the fun was the walk, standing on the Glyders etc, not sitting round a fire comparing kit that happens, sadly, so much these days; we took what we needed.

How many items to a lot of us take on a weekender and never use? I know I do in these days of car camping :(
 
I've just thought, the last few 'mosh' meets have been like them apart from using grown up sleep systems and a dearth of fragrant floosies.

Got me thinking of someone.. I wonder who... ermm... :lmao:

Think this was partly my fault lol

I know it's only a few years ago but my kit has vastly increased even for overnighters but that was back when you came back and your stomach was in knots from overdosing on super noodles cooked in a cheap morrisons milk pot with a tin of Grannys soup being the main course, then retiring to be in your 0.5 desert season sleeping bag rated to about +40 in Scotland at typically 0 degrees and chittering yourself to sleep.

Then going home and sleeping for HOURS trying to catch up, have to say I much prefer having a bit of knowledge and some good kit now. Returning home well fed and well rested is extrememly welcome to when I look back to a few years ago and a two day camping trip ended with a 4 day hangover!

Was Glen Trool only a few years ago? :lmao: how things change eh? :D

Tam, four of us in a three man tent were like sausages in their pack. Nae room to do anything but coorie down and sleep :p

M

Now Mary, stop creating images in folks heads... ;)
 
Was hoping to get away this morning for a good bimble but alas I've things to do in town.

Maybe buy myself some band t-shirts though and have a wee air guitar session later.
 

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