Winter Camp

 So if the mini is packed to the gills again it must be time for another camp.

We got a fire going.  Cheap corn chips make great fire starters.














My Christmas present from HWMBO got its first outing.  A new kettle.

A kirtley.  It's lovely.

A fog had started to set in just before it got dark.  

Despite doing a great minion impression any time I was outside the cold finally beat us.

We were lucky to have the use of a meeting room on the camp site which gave us access to hot water and electricity, so we could boil a kettle and eat inside.  We had a fun few hours playing games in the evening. 

I needed to go back to the pods to fetch something, the fog  had come down so thick that I managed to walk to the wrong end of the field and had to follow the hedgerow along trying to work out where on earth I was.  I finally walked into our flag pole which was both a pain and a relief!

Don't be fooled by the whole 'glamping'. The pods have no electricity and no heat.  They are insulated but when it was -5C outside, I was not uncomfortable sleeping in a vest, long sleeved t-shirt, short sleeved t-shirt, jumper, leggings, pyjama bottoms, socks, buff, hat and with a hot water bottle PROVIDED I remained totally under the 4 seasons sleeping bag.    So I'm guessing the temperature inside was still about 5C.  I woke up twice when my hat had come off with an incredibly cold head.

Bizarrely I was also woken up by Rangers torches come through the glass about 2:30am.  I got up and looked out to see a 5 foot rabbit walking across the field towards the toilet block - onsies have a lot to answer for!

The fog cleared overnight leaving a heavy frost,  our flag was frozen solid.

With the water in the kettle, we'd left on the fire, frozen solid, it reminded me of the Spring camp we did with snow on the ground.

Nothing like a freezing cold start to the day to numb the feet and lift the heart.