I'm just back from a rather wet weekend in Wiltshire at the bison farm at West knoyle.
I arrived Thursday at about 2.30 pm and booked in found my spot and started to put up my tarp. Some of the trees I usualy use had been removed so there was a bit of trial and error in finding a satisfactory set up, but after about four attempts and a bit of help from a nice young man ... I still can't tie a truckers hitch... I got the tarp up and the hammock etc went up easily.
A quick recce of the new set out of the site which after so many years being the same was quite exciting if a bit strange at first.
I could hardly take a dozen paces before old friends were greeting me with smiles and hugs. Not having seen many for a whole year much chatting, catching up with news ensued which made for slow progress!
.Friday was wet and wetter . A few gave up and went home but despite not drinking as a general rule and normaly hating whisky... Friday evening was spent sipping the awful stuff as a means of coping with the damp and cold in the evening while listening to the bands and benefiting from the warming effect of whisky, jokes, and my pal shaun falling in slow motion from his chair causing much hilarity. Saturday was better weather wise but I woke Sunday morning to more rain. Eventualy it dried up enough to pack up and head home.
It was certainly a bit of a challenge this year, but I guess in all I had a great time. Even bumping into a friend I hadn't seen for ten years.. and making a few more along the way too.
Roll on next year! I've only been home a few hours but I'm missing my hammock already.
I arrived Thursday at about 2.30 pm and booked in found my spot and started to put up my tarp. Some of the trees I usualy use had been removed so there was a bit of trial and error in finding a satisfactory set up, but after about four attempts and a bit of help from a nice young man ... I still can't tie a truckers hitch... I got the tarp up and the hammock etc went up easily.
A quick recce of the new set out of the site which after so many years being the same was quite exciting if a bit strange at first.
I could hardly take a dozen paces before old friends were greeting me with smiles and hugs. Not having seen many for a whole year much chatting, catching up with news ensued which made for slow progress!
.Friday was wet and wetter . A few gave up and went home but despite not drinking as a general rule and normaly hating whisky... Friday evening was spent sipping the awful stuff as a means of coping with the damp and cold in the evening while listening to the bands and benefiting from the warming effect of whisky, jokes, and my pal shaun falling in slow motion from his chair causing much hilarity. Saturday was better weather wise but I woke Sunday morning to more rain. Eventualy it dried up enough to pack up and head home.
It was certainly a bit of a challenge this year, but I guess in all I had a great time. Even bumping into a friend I hadn't seen for ten years.. and making a few more along the way too.
Roll on next year! I've only been home a few hours but I'm missing my hammock already.