As a young person, I did a bit of time camping. In those days there was a tarp for a floor and a tent over the top. I've spent a lot of years since, getting used to some really comfortable mattress.
I though this weekend, I might try to re-discover my younger self. I bought a tent, dusted off the old sleeping bags and headed off.
After a few hours I arrived at my camp site around 6pm. It was already night but with a bit of moonlight I was set up within 5 minutes.
I had forgotten that between our current hours of darkness and bed time there is about 4 hours. I think I got bored around 9pm and fell asleep. It was quite a good sleep, but I did have to climb out at 4.44am for a toilet stop - yes it was raining and unpleasant standing outside, but I was soon asleep once more.
I was planning on tramping up a mountain, but as it was an advanced track in summertime, without the 6 hours of heavy rain that I woke up too. On some sections they have chains to help people haul themselves up, but having slippery mud tracks just makes it bad, not fun. So instead I decided on a walk around Hamilton Gardens to see what's new. I loved the new stuff, chatted to quite a few people including a group of young ladies (23ish).
At the cafe, having a late morning tea. As I was leaving, one lady approached and said "hi, lovely morning" and I responded in kind, while she full body scanned me - Actually while she was probably 10 years older, she was still attractive so I didn't complain and kind of regretting I didn't have a longer conversation. I'm not sure what was going on as on my way out of the gardens, about 200 older people were coming in as a group, with name tags and boxes of stuff.
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