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Well I'm almost a fully fledged camper.
Got my new Lichfield Arapaho 6DLX on Wednesday. Putty up time half an hour it said on the instructions, should be a doddle thought me and the OH. Do I ever learn? 30 minutes into the early evening fun I quipped to my nearest and dearest that this aint a tent it's an effin marquee. Honestly, you could hold a royal wedding reception in it. What didn't help was the slight breeze we had that turned into a force 10 hurricane once everything was unpacked onto the garden. Much rushing around ensued as we grabbed as many bricks, rocks, stones etc we could to try and hold things down.
My only previous tent experience was last year. I decided to treat my young son to a night in a forest. Without much thought given I bought a 2 man starter pack tent set from Halfords. Easy to put up, but very small and very cheap. We managed 1 night in the garden, and 1 night wild camping in the Scottish Borders.
Anyway, back to the tent in hand.
Now I freely admit I'm a bit thick, but when you're not used to something like this, and you're tired, and it's windy, and teas in the oven and you're hungry, and all you can see is swathes and swathes of fabric, and poles, and string . . .
2 hours 40 minutes later we had something that resembled a large, very large, tent. Much rejoicing.
That evening dad camped out, with his son and daughter. Mum, rather wisely, stayed indoors with our youngest. My fears that one of the other 2 (son 11, daughter 6) would be bound to get up through the night needing the toilet were unfounded. No it was me. Ten to bloody 3 I woke up, freezing cold, and so desperate for a wee that it would have come out of my tear ducts, had they not been frozen over. You know when you just lie there and think, I really should just get up and go, but you try to convince yourself that you might just be able to nod back off again? Yes well needless to say I had to crawl out in frozen agony 10 minutes later. I took a look in the other bedroom when I got back just to check that I hadn't woke up the bairns. I needn't have worried. They were both fast asleep.
At proper wakey up time I felt like death and they'd had a great nights adventure and sleep. Last night it was mums turn. She slept out with them. All awoke this morning fresh as daisies. Nobody had been cold. Must be me. I'm getting soft in my old age.
Next weekend we're going to stay at a proper campsite, probably Spiers House(?). Forestry type of place. Sounds smashing. I think I'm looking forward to it, or at least that's what I've been told.
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You'll have someones eye out with that
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Topic: A camper is born
