What’s to say

It has pretty much rained daily now for weeks.  I am rather glad plans for a trip to Cumbria and surrounds were put on ice because the weather had been pretty poor this year generally.

So far apart from a few simple outings into the woods in the area my autumn/winter has been reduced to reading other people’s blogs, watching Ray Mears and reading some excellent books.

Going somewhat “stir crazy” within the confines of bricks and mortar but with the wind and rain lashing at the windows continually there are worse places to be (outside being notable on the list of worse places to be).

The Ditch Monkey seems not to have posted for a while, so no idea what is going on with his project of living outdoors for a year.  His last post in mid-Sept spoke of hunting season and the potential he will have to retire to safety to avoid being shot while that goes on.

So here I sit living the outdoor life vicariously through other blog posts.  The well worn maps are out around me and kit is being refined, cleaned, prepared for further adventure.  The idea of being covered in mud from head to toe just fails to appeal while England are beating South Africa in the cricket.

My favourite Jack Pyke thinsulate beanie lies dormant on the desk in front of me, it is almost an accusation but the pile of books is more likely to get the attention, it doesnt ever rain forever.