Oh aye…

…that’s better. The roar of the stove, the rustle of the flysheet, the nip in the air as the sun goes down and the bliss of pulling warm down up around your chin when your feet are already warm, your eyelids are heavy and you just know that hot chocolate you had was the best idea ever.

More later.

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