There's nothing better to sort your head out than a long walk. The best therapy is rambling! Getting away from everything, job, people, the past, the future. Sling a load of junk in your bag, sausages, whiskey, coffee, a good book, your tent and go. I jumped in the car after the last day of work and drove over Hard Knott pass to Wast Water. I wanted to spend some time away from it all.

I left the car by the lake and went walking for 2 days, over great screes, Scarfel, Great Gable, Kirk Fell and Bow fell. Camping by tarns, rivers and streams with nothing but the clear night sky to stare up at with wonder. Home at the moment, is a tent and a stove, for comfort; a fleece liner. My half punctured therma rest, condensation and spiders, luxuries of my life aligned.


When was the last time I ate in a restaurant, slept on a bed, a bed in a house and not a leaky hut? I stare at the sky and watch the stars move above, over Pike Of Blisko and over the Langdales. It is something of a heatwave we are having, an Indian summer of sorts. These times are great spent up in the mountains.


Peace,
Dan

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